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Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Gabriel_Liebenden on June 13, 2006, 00:07:30
I wish, we could have a special panel to write poetry in this forum...
If not, no matter, but i want to share this one:

Deviless -Part 1-

The Night of the Black Cat

That day I have not time,
That day I have not anything,
That day I had fear,
That day I saw your face.

Few times I been fasinated,
And bought something so quick,
Change everything for something,
Everything for nothing.

And that night I lose,
Through any songs, the faith,
The sanity on laugh,
Your Cat eyes I saw.

That day I dont wanted anything,
And I wait for nothing,
That day I saw her,
And I knew my destiny.

And that night I lose,
Through any songs, the faith,
The sanity on laugh,
Your Cat eyes I saw.

Tight in your body the skin,
Fake skin and tail too,
And the details that I would not forget,
Eyes of a Cat, and beautifull too.

Are you trully real?
You are something that doesnt´  exist in me...

To be continued...

Gabriel Liebenden <<Requiem for Lacrimosa>>
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on June 14, 2006, 03:31:07
my poems are in spanish can i post them? :?:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Mona on June 14, 2006, 06:01:14
I guess for poems we can make an exeption
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on June 14, 2006, 06:20:21
khe... thinking about translation russian into english... :roll:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on June 14, 2006, 17:28:28
ok this is my poem
Ecos
written by FeRV (me)
Voces retumban en mi cabeza
voces sin sentido
una figura entre la maleza
el sonido de un dia vivido.

Voces retumbando en mi cabeza
ecos de una vida vacía
grandes lugares de aspereza
residuos de la monotonía.

Ecos de cada grito de dolor
retumbando en sucias paredes
de su alma no se distingue color
un sol eclipsado por nubes.

Estoy abrazando una cruz
es el dolor de los pecados
ecos que claman luz
esperando que sus errores sean perdonados.

Well i hope you like it and here i tried to translate it :roll:

Ecoes
Voices in my head
voices without sense
a shape in the grass
the sound of a lived day

Voices in my head
ecoes of an empty life
a big place of unkind
pieces of monotony

ecoes of my pain screams
ecoing in dirty walls
his soul has no colour
his sun behind clouds

I'm lifting a cross
is the pain of the sins
ecoes claiming a light
hoping his mistakes to be forgiven.

I hope i translated it and to be understable :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Mylena on June 22, 2006, 11:20:59
Sorry, but my poetry is only in Russian. :oops:
This poem is about Death.
Она

Она тянет ко мне ладони.
Безупречные руки я вижу во тьме.
Они говорят о свободе,
О покое и глухой тишине.

Ее глаза, словно омут тумана.
Ее волосы белее, чем снег.
Она молода и упряма.
Ты не сможешь ответить ей: « Нет!»

Забирая тебя в могилу,
Улыбнется мило она.
Она заберет твою силу.
Ей нужна и твоя красота.

В этот мир ты уже не вернешься,
Ждать Суда заставит она.
Она скажет: «Ну, здравствуй, солнце,
Ты во всем виновата сама!»

Она тянет ко мне ладони
Ее имя простое - Смерть.
Я знаю, я теперь на свободе
Мое тело должно умереть.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: zlatoglazka on June 22, 2006, 11:42:08
Mylena, oh so tragical :'( !  ;)
"The Night of the Black Cat" I like more.
It's only IMHO!
Mylena, could you tell, why did you write this poem? Was it concerned with any real situation or it was your "abstract thinking about"?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on June 22, 2006, 15:25:47
khe...

this is my one.

Geometry

Here's an illusive thin glass Cube
In it the Bird small and silent lives...
Close Black eyes - off-world -
And hopeless sight.

Some days before it was a free Bird,
Was flying, soaring in a smoke of clouds...
Went down to the Earth - in trees nimbuses
And did not think about awful share:

To be installed in the alien world
To struggle and become just weakened
But to die the second in the death-chain:
First long to fight, to fight, to fight
Into illusive glass then losing hope
The hope to be free...

But the expediency and validity are
In this unique and given to us world.
First the Cube illusive will be broken
And second Soul will  take off to be free.
And, after all, the Bird will take off,
blood expiring,
Not trusting to be free again.
Its sight will grow gim then absolutely go out...

The Bird's name is the Pain...

(ё) мое

p.s. sorry, people, for my english :oops:
i'm russian yet :lol: in english it can be fun, i understand :?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: zlatoglazka on June 22, 2006, 15:40:01
Svetlana, pretty poem =). I'd like to read russan version.
Улыбнуло =), especially copyright - it nicely propers to this poetry.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on June 22, 2006, 18:18:07
Thanks, zlatoglazka :D
Yes, it's just special russian copyright :D
OK, here is the russian version^

Геометрия

Прозрачный Куб из тонкого стекла,
В нем птица маленькая тихая живет.
Внимательные черные глаза,
От мира отрешенный и безнадежный взгляд.

Была она когда-то вольной птицей,
Парила в дымке облаков,
Спускалась вниз, в деревьев нимбы,
Не думала об участи ужасной:

Вселиться в чуждый мир, бороться и ослабнуть,
Но умереть второй в цепочке смерти:
Сначала долго биться, биться, биться,
О призрачное тонкое стекло.
Потом надежду потерять на избавленье.
Но справедливость в этом мире есть:

Сначала Куб прозрачный разобьется
И вылетит Душа, потом уж птица -
Израненная, кровью истекая...
Не веря в то, что снова на свободе.
Померкнет взгляд ее, потом совсем погаснет.

А эта птица Боль зовется.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on June 22, 2006, 20:13:17
here are really Beautiful poems but about poems in russian i can't understand them :oops:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: melissa on June 22, 2006, 20:32:13
Gabriel_Liebenden
i really liked that... it's very iteresting....
Ruin
WOW! this is great! of course, i couldn't read it spanish :oops: , thank you for the english translation. I'm  impressed by this poem, 'cos it expresses my feelings as well (at list, as fare as i've understood it)
Mylena
привет акмеистам, да здравствует декаданс!))
Svetlana
опять же, Ахматова вспомнилась :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on June 22, 2006, 21:28:24
Quote from: "melissa"

опять же, Ахматова вспомнилась :)

melissa, really? :D
may be i'm crazy... but i don't read russian poetry for a long time... i mean word acception is very special thing for me... the word itself is not the same as its meaning... often words are very rough, "thick" or may be not so approximate for me to accept feeling and understand common sense :(
and if i write something i never think about before and read it after writing :D
may be i'm crazy i know :D
and by now i prefer to listen words which meaning i don't know... like german words... i try to accept meaning withought meaning... to feel words' music...
and i thing it's time for me now to learn german to understand the language because by now i understand it's music :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on June 22, 2006, 22:05:44
Quote from: "melissa"
Gabriel_Liebenden
i really liked that... it's very iteresting....
Ruin
WOW! this is great! of course, i couldn't read it spanish :oops: , thank you for the english translation. I'm  impressed by this poem, 'cos it expresses my feelings as well (at list, as fare as i've understood it)
Mylena
привет акмеистам, да здравствует декаданс!))
Svetlana
опять же, Ахматова вспомнилась :)


Thanks :) , i'm not sure if in english means exactly the same than in spanish, sorry my english sucks :oops:
i really aprecciate it
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on June 22, 2006, 22:23:28
Quote from: "Ruin"
Quote from: "melissa"
Gabriel_Liebenden
i really liked that... it's very iteresting....
Ruin
WOW! this is great! of course, i couldn't read it spanish :oops: , thank you for the english translation. I'm  impressed by this poem, 'cos it expresses my feelings as well (at list, as fare as i've understood it)
Mylena
привет акмеистам, да здравствует декаданс!))
Svetlana
опять же, Ахматова вспомнилась :)


Thanks :) , i'm not sure if in english means exactly the same than in spanish, sorry my english sucks :oops:
i really aprecciate it


I agree wiht melissa, it's great, RUIN:-)
i understand you poem i think :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: melissa on June 23, 2006, 07:36:26
Svetlana
Quote
and by now i prefer to listen words which meaning i don't know... like german words... i try to accept meaning withought meaning... to feel words' music...
and i thing it's time for me now to learn german to understand the language because by now i understand it's music

you are not crazy :D it's rater strange, but i understand what do yiu mean))
А Ахматова вспомнилась из-за аллегории с птицей))
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on June 23, 2006, 11:26:31
Quote from: "melissa"
Svetlana
Quote
and by now i prefer to listen words which meaning i don't know... like german words... i try to accept meaning withought meaning... to feel words' music...
and i thing it's time for me now to learn german to understand the language because by now i understand it's music

you are not crazy :D it's rater strange, but i understand what do yiu mean))
А Ахматова вспомнилась из-за аллегории с птицей))


melissa,  :proost:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: zlatoglazka on June 23, 2006, 16:53:25
Svetlana, if truly, I expexted the russian version would have more perfect rhymes and rhythm structure... But I really like the idea. And it really remind The Silver Age of Poetry... =) And, of course, you are not crazy. Sound paintings are often fascinating more then the word meaning...
А Ахматова писала, пожалуй, более беспощадно - не зря ее сравнивали с плотоядной чайкой (точную цитату, увы, не помню  :( ).

Ruin, your poetry seems to be an impression of Lacrimosa songs. It firstly reminds the follow: Vankina, Diener Eines Geistes and Tranen der Sehnsucht. I can't read spanish, but english version lookks like a collage of ideas of these songs... I can hardly decide whether I like your poetry or not, because I can't feel it separetely and Lacrimosa's texts are more powerful. It would be nice if you post any ohter poem here.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Gabriel_Liebenden on June 23, 2006, 18:37:34
Well, thank you for reading me, but I am a very bad writter, I `m only want to post my feelings, and all teh other writers here, congratulations!!!!
Stay here an make more poetry!!!!!

Gabriel
<<Requiem for Lacrimosa Mexico>>
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on June 24, 2006, 02:13:02
@zlatoglazka: well i have been really influenciated by lacrimosa's songs and deiner eines geistes is a song that i like it's lyrics a lot i will post another just give me time to translate it hehe :D

@Svetlana: thank you, it seems my poem is understable :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on June 24, 2006, 02:47:16
This is one of my first poems it have a lot of my feelings

 MASCARA DE SOMBRAS
Detás de una máscara encontrarás mi alma
Debajo de una piedra encontrarás mi debilidad
Una armadura de sombras estoy destinado a usar
En esta vida terrenal

De la luz me escondo asi mis cicatrices no serán vistas
Un humano no encontrarás bajo este disfraz.
No en la tierra, no en su faz.

Alas cortadas, alma quebrada
Viajando vacio por el injusto tiempo.
Junto a mi sombra.
Mi inconfiable aliado.


 SHADOW MASK
Behind a mask you will find my soul.
Beneath a stone you will find my weakness.
An armor of shadows i'm destined to wear.
By this earthly life.

From light im hiding, so my scars can't be seen.
A human you will not find behind this mask.
Not in the earth and not on it's surface.

My wings are cutted off, my soul is broken.
Traveling empty trough the unfair time.
Alone with my shadow.
My untrustful ally.

HOPE YOU LIKE IT :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Cristina Daé on June 24, 2006, 08:25:16
Oh, there's a lot of poems here. . . All them really great
But, here's one mine
Hope you like it

"- Espejismo -"

He tomado una desisión
Una desición tan fragil como la lágrima que tiñe este escrito:
Liberarnos en nombre de la paz

Me pregunto cuantas veces lo diré...
Lo pensaré, me lo propondré
Y, al final... Siempre quedarás Tú

Porque de alguna ú otra forma
Siempre logras capturarme
Tomarme tan fuerte
Y encerrarme una vez más en aquel llanto enamorado

Y sin darme cuenta
Una vez más sólo vivo por ti
Dime... ¿Cómo lo logras?
¿Cómo tomas mi alma y la haces tuya?


Y... Después
Te desvaneces con el viento
Y a mi...
A mi me dejas caer una vez más del cielo

Me pregunto si esto es sano
Si este claustro que en mi se anida
Es...

Me pregunto si esto tiene razón
Si este pecado que en mi sangra
Es...

Vida, dímelo
Abre tus alas
Muéstrame tu rostro
Y dime...
Dime si algun día llegara a ser...

- Realidad -
Tan repudiada y anhelada
- Realidad -

--------------------------------------------------

" - Mirage - "

I have taken a decision
One so fragil like the tear that write this:
Free us in the name of the peace

I ask myself, how many times will I say it?...
Think it, propose it. . .
And, at the end... Always will be you

Because of thousand of ways
You always cautivate me
You take me so hard
And you capture me one more time in that lovely crying

Again I live just for you
Tell me... how do you get it?
How do you take my soul and make it yours?

And... After
You fade away with the wind
And me...
You let me fall down one more time from the heaven

I ask myself if this is sane
If this fire that lives in me
It's...

I ask myself if this has something logical
If this sin that bleeds in me
It's...

Life, tell me
Show your wings
Show me your face
And tell me...
If this one day will be...

- Reality -
So hated but so loved
- Reality -
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Jacqueline on June 24, 2006, 10:34:14
:bigwow:
 all your poems are great...i really like them...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on June 25, 2006, 16:07:08
Quote from: "zlatoglazka"
Svetlana, if truly, I expexted the russian version would have more perfect rhymes and rhythm structure... But I really like the idea. And it really remind The Silver Age of Poetry... =) And, of course, you are not crazy. Sound paintings are often fascinating more then the word meaning...
А Ахматова писала, пожалуй, более беспощадно - не зря ее сравнивали с плотоядной чайкой (точную цитату, увы, не помню  :( ).

Ruin, your poetry seems to be an impression of Lacrimosa songs. It firstly reminds the follow: Vankina, Diener Eines Geistes and Tranen der Sehnsucht. I can't read spanish, but english version lookks like a collage of ideas of these songs... I can hardly decide whether I like your poetry or not, because I can't feel it separetely and Lacrimosa's texts are more powerful. It would be nice if you post any ohter poem here.


Yes, zlatoglazka :)
i understand my english too weak to trtanslate poems, it's tru. I just wanted to express feelings and to show the idea :D
Yes, i read a lot of russian silver poetry :)
It was very long time ago...

@Gabriel_Liebenden Your poem is really wonderful... Sometimes there are no words, but the reaction is :D
@Cristina_Dae It's magic and fragile... Really... :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on June 25, 2006, 17:55:53
khe... not to show the poem in english but only to share an idea... the next one of mine:
=============================================

My love’s last home

 Treacherous plot of a cause and effect,
 Black-and-white a turn of time is hung up.
 And if here and now - the life is,
It means, tomorrow is - a floor above - death.

The tulle breaks space of a room,
In the sky evening is an easy breeze.
Ocean’s somewhere for thousand miles
And freshness of the sea’s only a wind’s caprice.
 
My consciousness - pleated laces - is weightless, as  nothing.
 My soul’s in a texture of strings - Waves on a wind serenly.
 It’s easy and empty in my breast
 Only the pulse knocks without a heart.

And if today, easily, - is a death,
 Tomorrow there will be a life under pressure of sky.
 I look at the window, look at  the lace:
Like a girl on a swing,
In white dress from a wind of a lung,
Dangles a rag doll -  it’s my love.

 Her face is dead and it’s fine...
What a strange game of a life...
It is last my toy, I understand.
" So it is necessary " - I send Upwards the thought.

And each time I don’t trust she has died.
But she will alive at  o'clock of my last –
As a fiery zigzag in memory of bends
 And I’ll live thousand more lives,
 Like mad lightning of a nervous impulse...

 The Life will croak: " be faster, it’s time to come back! "
 But I’ll have the time to answer a life:
 " Do you really think,  I became adult?
 You are mistaken, though it’s completely not severe.
 Give me my last toy, please, give!
I will not return Back without it ".
=============================================

russian ver.

В моем окне повесилась любовь

Предательский заговор причины и следствия,
Черно-белая череда времени.
И если здесь и сейчас - жизнь,
Значит, завтра - этажом выше - смерть.

Тюль нарушает пространство комнаты,
В небе вечернем легкий бриз.
Океан где-то за тысячи миль
И свежесть моря - лишь ветра каприз.

Мое сознание - в складках кружев -
Невесомо, словно ничто.
Моя душа в сплетении нитей -
Колышется на ветру безмятежно.
В моей груди  легко и  пусто,
Лишь только пульс стучит без сердца.
И если сегодня легко -  это смерть,
То завтра будет жизнь под прессом неба.

Смотрю на окно, колышащееся кружевом:
Как будто девочка на качелях,
В белом платье из ветра легкого,
Болтается тряпичная кукла - моя любовь.

Лицо ее мертво и прекрасно...
Какая странная игра жизни...
Она - последняя моя игрушка.
"Так надо" - отправляю Вверх я свои мысли.

Я каждый раз не верю, что она умерла.
Но она оживет в час мой последний -
Огненным зигзагом в памяти виражей,
И я проживу еще тысячи жизней
Бешеной молнией нервного импульса...

Жизнь прохрипит: "быстрее, пора обратно!"
Но я успею ответить жизни:
"Ты думаешь, жизнь, я стала взрослой?
Ты ошибаешься, хоть совсем не жестоко.
Отдай мне последнюю игрушку,
Я без нее не вернусь назад».
(ё) моё
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: VicMAP on June 25, 2006, 19:27:19
Very nice poems, I have mine in Spanish. There are two of them:

MALA CONTRAPARTE

Hoy llegaste, pero tan rápido te marchaste.
Estás ahi para mi cuando no te necesito.
Lloras a mi lado cuando necesito sonrerir.
Sonries cuando lloro.
Tu corazón late mientras muero.
Respiras cuando me falta el aire.
Tu amargura penetra mi soledad.
Me besas sólo en sueños, en mis sueños.
Me miras cuando doy la espalda.

Simplemente estás dispuesta, pero no para mi.


------

MI VIOLÍN AZUL

La melodía del destino ha empezado junto a tu sonrisa,
las notas azules de mi tristeza se pintan de transparencia,
dejando a la intemperie mis sentimientos heridos
por una vieja fábula a la que hoy le haz dado colores de alegría.

Y están pintadas de azul mi esperanza, mi desdicha y mi temor,
retocadas por los preciosos pinceles que emana tu presencia
y las hermosas melodías que fabrica tu delicado pelo,
que junto a tu piel denotan sutileza, cariño, amor,
y por supuesto toda la belleza de la música hecha persona...
hecha violín, mi violín azul.

Al tocarte me transformo, me transporto, muero en ti,
ahogado en notas silenciosas que rompen la barrera
de lo que una vez llamé belleza.

Admiro tus silenciosas palabras,
mientras te haces dueña de mis manos, de mis pensamientos,
de mis deseos, y de mi orgullo.

Juego con tu cuerpo azul, juego con tu mirada,
escucho tu sonido, eres la compañía perfecta
de este ilusionado, triste y amargado corazón musical.

Pero haz llegado en el mejor de los momentos,
cuando más necesité las hermosas melodías,
cuando ya no recordaba tocar las cuerdas de la sutileza,
cuando me olvidaba de amar lo bello, cuando olvidaba ser yo mismo.

Haz llegado para quedarte, para ser amado,
haz llegado para hacer la más hermosa canción de amor tocada por el corazón,
haz llegado para ser parte de mí,
haz llegado para ser mi violín azul.



If you wanna see more, please visit my website:
http://www.elvicmap1112.blogspot.com
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on June 25, 2006, 21:29:22
I really enjoy reading the poems they are beautiful :D
 
@ Cristina daé: wow i once felt like that :cry: , it is a great poem :bigthumb:

@ Svetlana: it looks so tragic, its great

@: vicMAP: really nice poems
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: VicMAP on June 25, 2006, 21:34:02
Quote from: "Ruin"
I really enjoy reading the poems they are beautiful :D
@: vicMAP: really nice poems


Thank you!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Gabriel_Liebenden on June 26, 2006, 02:13:55
Well this is in Spanish:

La Diablesa
 
 "La Diablesa" es una saga de escritos dedicados a una mujer del mismo nombre, la cual se hace presente en la vida de un desafortunado y a la vez afortunado jòven, que deja todo lo que poseía en forma terrenal, por un sueño que el cree realidad, el cual es el amor de la hermosa y misteriosa "Diablesa".
 
¡Por ti, mi alma está más triste que el silencio y más sola que la luna, así que no me importa ser poeta o ser basura!
 
En los ojos de una bella mujer hay más de un misterio, hay dos: el dulce misterio de ella y el gran misterio de Dios...
 
La soledad ha sido una verdadera amiga, nunca me ha dejado, aun cuando yo trato de alejarme de ella, ella siempre está conmigo.
 
Frases Celebres....
 
La Noche del Gato Negro.
 
 Creía tenerlo todo, amor, amigos, familia, hogar, y algo de dinero. Nunca fue una persona deshonesta, y tambien poseía nobleza.
La noche de otoño, en la cual Octubre se marchaba, Ramón se topó con inesperadas situaciones. Ramón no volvería a ser igual.
 
Ese día no tuve tiempo,
Ese día no tuve nada,
Ese día tuve miedo,
Ese día ví tu cara.
 
Pocas veces he quedado fascinado,
Y comprado algo tan rápido,
Cambiar todo por algo,
Todo por nada.
 
Y fue esa noche que perdí,
Tras varias canciónes, la fé,
La cordura en el "reír",
Tus ojos de Gato yo ví.
 
Ese día no quize nada,
No esperaba nada,
Ese día la ví,
Y adiviné mi porvenir.
 
Y fue esa noche que perdí,
Tras varias canciónes, la fé,
La cordura en el "reír",
Tus ojos de Gato yo ví.
 
Pegada a tu cuerpo la piel,
Falso pelaje y cola también,
Y mas los detalles que no olvidaré,
Felinos tus ojos, fugaces también.
 
¿Sera verdad que seas real?
Eres lo que en mi no hay...
 

Gabriel Liebenden
<<Requiem for Lacrimosa>> Mexico
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on July 01, 2006, 12:29:44
The grey sky’s cold lead…
Timelessness of  the summer
Hangs up in the clouds...

B-major’s silver becomes
The cold platinum of  G-minor...
And F-major is only a step -
The step of the ladder from marble:

"Diese Hände zum Beten gefalltet
Diese Hände zum Töten bereit
Diese Hände beten um den Frieden..."

It’s silently, easily in my soul...
I’m listening to  Das Schweigen...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Maria on July 04, 2006, 18:15:40
My "poetry"...
in Russian:

Дитя в колыбели
Со вскрытыми венами.
Он смотрит на белые стены,
Там кружатся тени
Там тени сгорают,
Сгорая, смиренно страдают,
Страдая, рыдают за нас.

Дитя в колыбели
За гордость распятый,
За верность воспетый,
За истину снятый с креста.

Не думай, что кто-то остался,
Не думай, что кто-то поклялся
Спасти, и обнять, и утешить дитя.

Теперь дитя на небесах.
Взгляни на пасмурное небо!
Смотри и верь глазам.
Дитя теперь на небесах
По-прежнему скорбит о каждом,
Робко опустив огромные глаза,
Настойчиво молит о чем-то очень важном.

И не думай, что кто-то теперь очнется
И станет на правильный путь.
Ты не думай, никто не вернется.
Но и крошку уже не вернуть.

and translation of this text in English. I must acknowledge that this translation is very difficult task for me but I tried do it...

Baby is in the cradle
His veins are dissected
Baby is looking at the walls
Where shadows are whirling
These shadows burn.
These shadows suffer
And now are sobbing for us.

Baby is in the cradle
He was raised on the cross
For his pride.
He was lauded
For his devotion
He was come off cross
For his truth...

Don't think
That someone stayed
Don't think
That someone vowed
To rescue, to embrace,
To console the baby...

Now baby is on the sky...
Look at the dull sky.
Look at and believe your eyes!
Now baby is on the sky.
He as before mourn.
He is praying
About something secret.

Don't think
That someone will come back
And will go by right way
Don't think
That someone will come back...
And nobody can return the baby...

Oh. thanks for your attention. Please do not judge my poem strictly!  :oops:  :oops:  :oops:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on July 04, 2006, 19:54:33
well we are not professional poets i think this thread is for our expression
so we can´t  judge your poem. it is beautiful, thanks for the translation  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on July 04, 2006, 20:05:06
Quote from: "Ruin"
well we are not professional poets i think this thread is for our expression
so we can´t  judge your poem. it is beautiful, thanks for the translation  :)

haha :lol:
i'm not prof. poet but prof. crazy:-)))))))))
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on July 04, 2006, 20:06:36
Quote from: "Svetlana"
Quote from: "Ruin"
well we are not professional poets i think this thread is for our expression
so we can´t  judge your poem. it is beautiful, thanks for the translation  :)

haha :lol:
i'm not prof. poet but prof. crazy:-)))))))))


just like me  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on July 04, 2006, 20:13:34
Quote from: "Ruin"
Quote from: "Svetlana"
Quote from: "Ruin"
well we are not professional poets i think this thread is for our expression
so we can´t  judge your poem. it is beautiful, thanks for the translation  :)

haha :lol:
i'm not prof. poet but prof. crazy:-)))))))))


just like me  :lol:


хыыыыыыыыыыыы:-0)))))))))))))))) (long russian haha)
 :g5:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Maria on July 05, 2006, 09:44:34
Quote from: "Ruin"
well we are not professional poets i think this thread is for our expression
so we can´t  judge your poem. it is beautiful, thanks for the translation  :)


Oh, yes, I agree with you we are not professional poets. We only tell about their own feeling and sometimes it is really beautiful!  ;)  
Thank you and all who are here for your not pretending to be professional but very sincere feelings!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: zlatoglazka on July 06, 2006, 13:15:18
Ruin, yes, I like your "SHADOW MASK" in spite of the fact that it is full of poetic stock phrases. But here we are not professional poets ;).

Cristina Daé, your " - Mirage - " is so lacy! It seems to me that it sounds very beautiful in your language, I really regret me don't know it.

Svetlana, oh no, I didn't want to criticize your English at all! It would be curiously - as far as my english is so far from perfection!
What about poems, you pretend to be my favourite poet here!
"B-major’s silver becomes // The cold platinum of G-minor..." - pretty!!!

VicMAP, Gabriel_Liebenden, sorry, but I can't understand Spanish and even don't know how to read it rightly :(, so I can say nothing about poems.

Maria, hm, again "Tranen der Sehnsucht" but more concrete-realistic. But it is only my impression... "veins are dissected " - this theme is too specific for me... and, in general, I'm not the lover of empty-talking about death... Sorry, I understand, that it is simple "sticking" to one phrase.

Well, friends, I criticized yours poems - now you can do the same for me ;).
Sorry, it is not so tragical as yours, but I believe it is quite crazy: it was winter, night, grippe, and HIS phone was switched off... Really, I selected the less cheerful drop of mine for translate and post here ;). Hope you like it =).

"Iced delirium about Sun"

Even being delirious - I love You.
Again - being delirious - I burn with You...
There is no point in singing, sobbing and calling,
May be - I have to wait.
And to know.

Don't know, but to dream in reality
Of summer grass in the sun rays.
But Your voice will bring me back
And, may be, call me again?
Under the ice.

The wave merges into the solid-ice.
The moon can't be seen from under the snow.
The frosty city - land of schemes,
Of roads, bridges, cars and systems
And of walls.

The four thin wall.
The sound of string as a stroke into skull.
I will come to myself by the daylight
And, may be, I will come back home -
Together with You
To the City by Sun.
Or I'll loose my temper...

Delirium!

And in Russian:
"Ледяной бред о Солнце"

Я и в бреду тебя люблю.
Опять в бреду тобой горю...
Нет смысла петь, рыдать и звать.
Быть может, - ждать.
И знать.

Не знать, но видеть наяву
Под солнцем летнюю траву.
Но голос твой меня вернет,
Опять, быть может, позовет?
Под лед.

Со льдом сливается волна.
Под снегом не видна луна.
Морозный город, царство схем,
Дорог, мостов, машин, систем
И стен.

Четыре тонкие стены.
Ударом в череп звук струны.
При свете дня опять очнусь
И, может быть, домой вернусь
С тобой
В город
У Солнца.
Или сорвусь...

Бред!

If you want, you can read some others there: http://www.mavrick-spb.ru/stihi.htm (only in Russian).
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on July 06, 2006, 13:48:32
@ zlatoglazka
 :D  really beautiful poem :D
I understand... It's just like my life... sunny ice 8)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: zlatoglazka on July 06, 2006, 13:52:03
Svetlana, thanks! =)  :oops:
Yes, we understand each other ;)!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on July 06, 2006, 20:55:27
@zlatoglazka:you have nice poems too, thanks it is one of my first ones poems so its not very good besides i like more my poems in spanish hehe  :oops:  

Here I have another of my poems :)

Agonía del Sol

El silencio me ha contado grandes historias
la oscuridad me ha mostrado su luminoso corazón
y el odio me ha enseñado la más profunda pasión

El sol cansado ha deseado la noche mas larga
ha anhelado beber la sangre del sacrificio
y he deseado el eterno eclipse

las sombras místicas cubren el lugar
ellas me abrazan friamente
y dejan ciego mi dolor

Una copa con sangre
un alma triste
que mira hacia el cielo

desando como el sol su complemento encontrar
el muere por dentro
no puede llorar

lágrimas en su recorrido se ven el cielo
mil por cada estrella puedes contar
sus cansados ojos estan a punto de cerrar para no abrirse nunca mas.

Sun's agony
The silence has told me great histories
the darkness has showed me it's luminous heart
and the hate has teached me deepest passion.

The tired sun wishes the longest night
the sun wish to drink the sacrifice's blood
i have wished the eternal eclipse.

The mistic shadows cover the place
they touch me with their cold hands
and leave blind my pain.

A bloody cup
a sad soul
that looks at the sky.

The sun wish his other half to find
dies from inside
he can't cry.

Tears on his path you can see
a thousand for each star you can count
his tired eyes are next to close and to open no more.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: zlatoglazka on July 07, 2006, 13:57:39
Ruin, thanks! =)

Yes, I believe it is naturally, that any poem is much better in it's native language - translation into foreign language often kill the charm of it. It is a great talent - to translate poetry with saving it's beauty - as far as poetry is not only expressing of ideas and feelings but also "playing" with sounds, with word meanings and rhythm and even with construction of sentences - these things are mostly untranslatable.

Your "Sun's agony" is beautiful. I like it most of all your poems here. And... and I believe you the really great Lacrimosa's fan =).
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on July 07, 2006, 19:50:00
thanks i really aprecciate that you like it :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Maria on July 08, 2006, 10:27:19
in Russian:

Ты хочешь быть на высоте...
Но только, чтобы выше звезд, и солнца выше.
Ты сможешь быть на высоте?
Я знаю, сможешь. Буду ближе.
Ликуй и радуйся, бликуй!
Лови как можно больше света.
Бликуй и отражай... Ликуй!
ТЫ заслужил награду...
Будь смелее ветра!
Тебе понравилось?
Будь горд своей судьбой!
И не проси ни у кого прощения.
Ты сам творец своей судьбы и Ты – герой...
Теперь Ты выше звезд,
ТЫ больше!.. Верь мне.
Когда поймешь,
Что наступило время падать,
Ты опустись на землю ласковым дождем.
А я пойму. Я буду рядом. Мы будем вместе.
Не умрем...

and translation in English:

You want to be in a height,
To be above the stars and the sun.
You will be able rise in a height.
I know, you will be able!
I will be closer.
Exult and rejoice! Shine!
Catch as large as possible a light!
Shine and reflect. Exult!
You have deserved award,
Be are bolder than a wind.
Was it pleasant for you?
Be proud of your fate!
And do not ask to forgive!
You are creator of your fate,
And so you are hero.
Now you are higher than stars,
Please, believe me...
When you will understand
That there has come time to fall ,
Please, return on the earth like gentle rain.
And I will understand you.
I will be near you.
We will be together. And we will not die.


and...
Ruin, I like your poems very much!.. You have an enormous talent!

Zlatoglazka, I cannot agree with more of your words, but I thank you for your opinion, in any event it is useful for me!
But allow me to object about parallels with Tranen der Sehnsucht. I think this song tells us about another things.
...and "empty-talkings about death"... oh, I am not sure that talkings about death can be empty. It is not a daily chatter between two people, I think...
And your poem is really interesting and unusual, I like it!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on July 08, 2006, 21:29:43
Well... today is 08/07/06.  2 days before Tilo's birthday... And I write something :lol:
===============================================

HOHELIED dem TILO  :)

Every day, again and again,
 I cross human streams and I understand,
So many people, so many souls…
But the crowd is my  EINSAMKEIT.

I listen to voices, dialogues, sounds,
 - the music violently played and played not for me.
I have to hear it, I can’t   escape.
And  I realize, this music is DAS SCHWEIGEN.

Sometimes it is hard to live…
 I sit down and ask the God to give me force,
 I look at the sky and  beg:
Please, my life, HALT MICH, HALT MICH!

And the tears will ever be clear,
Clear and crystal like the mountain ice.
 And the God will never be able to make them muddy…
These tears are TRANEN  DER EXISTENZLOSIGKEIT.
And love will never leave its haven,
Love will be in its temple forever.
In the temple of HOHELIED DER LIEBE.

ALLES LüGE, ALLES ALLES.
Some days before I was obsessed to believe people.
ALLES LüGE, ALLES ALLES.
I trust in God and in YOU, TILO.
===============================================

 :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ruin on July 09, 2006, 00:48:14
@ Maria: Thanks a lot  :D your poems are beautiful too  i wish i could read russian to read it on it's original language.

@Svetlana: wow it looks you really love Tilo
 :shock: nice poem
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on July 09, 2006, 11:09:07
Quote from: "Ruin"


@Svetlana: wow it looks you really love Tilo
 :shock: nice poem


Thanks, Ruin :)
Really, I do :herz:

And I want to say all of our poems here are nice because they come from our hearts.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Witwe on July 09, 2006, 23:18:15
Quote from: "Svetlana"
And I want to say all of our poems here are nice because they come from our hearts.


Svetlana, of course you are right!
All poems I've read here are beautiful! And I want to thank everyone for translation! As for me, I have no patience to translate my poetry into English..
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on July 10, 2006, 04:55:03
I
Quote from: "Witwe"
Quote from: "Svetlana"
And I want to say all of our poems here are nice because they come from our hearts.


Svetlana, of course you are right!
All poems I've read here are beautiful! And I want to thank everyone for translation! As for me, I have no patience to translate my poetry into English..


Yes, really :)
But last 2 poems here I wrote in English :shock:
I don't know how... :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Witwe on July 10, 2006, 17:31:46
Quote from: "Svetlana"
But last 2 poems here I wrote in English :shock:
I don't know how... :lol:

Sometimes it's easier to express your feelings in foreign language (if you have a good command of it, certainly). And that's really cool! 8)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on July 10, 2006, 17:37:12
Quote from: "Witwe"
Quote from: "Svetlana"
But last 2 poems here I wrote in English :shock:
I don't know how... :lol:

Sometimes it's easier to express your feelings in foreign language (if you have a good command of it, certainly). And that's really cool! 8)



haha :lol:
Really, I don't know english... I didn't use it about 15 years...
may be crazy, may be mad 8)
the first  to write and the second to read...  :gewitter:
i want to go to crazy-house :lol:
in russian the process is the same... to read after writing... yes, i know russian... but the process...  i want a doctor :!:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on July 10, 2006, 18:55:36
how to delete a message?..
thinking...
Title: how delete a post.....
Post by: drzoana on July 10, 2006, 19:23:15
oh - Svetlana - once  I have try it , too - and nothing..... :(
( becouse I made a double-post......)  :oops:
but it is impossible....on this forum "delete" not exist....
Title: Re: how delete a post.....
Post by: Svetlana on July 13, 2006, 07:38:34
Quote from: "drzoana"
oh - Svetlana - once  I have try it , too - and nothing..... :(
( becouse I made a double-post......)  :oops:
but it is impossible....on this forum "delete" not exist....


thanks, I understand :)
Title: :
Post by: sadharlekin on July 14, 2006, 04:53:07
I like all poems on this topic  :D
nice job guys! 8) ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on August 03, 2006, 10:49:33
Für immer verloren

Du warst mein Begleiter, Inhalt meines Lebens
Bautest mich auf, in Schmerz und Leid
Gabst mir Hoffnung, für lange Zeit
Zwischen uns gab es weder Neid noch Streit
Kämpftest mit mir, Seit´ an Seit´
Immer bedacht auf die Einigkeit

Doch nun liegst du brach in Kummer und Leid
Wartest nicht mehr auf die Ewigkeit
Fällst zu Boden wie ein geworfener Stein
Kann dich nicht halten, bin allein

Unter Kreuze, Moos und Friedhofsengel
Steinern, stumm und schmerzlich
Liegst du nun brach, verloren und zerbrechlich
Deine letzte Kraft schenkst du mir
Und gehst für immer fort von hier

So bist du fort und ich allein
Würde froh, wenn du könntest wieder bei mir sein
Liegst begraben unter Sand und Stein
Und ich steh hier vor deinem Stein, ganz allein
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on August 03, 2006, 22:45:22
musik

sanft und leise ertoent die musik aus den lautsprecherboxen
und ich lausche ihr aufmerksam zu
die musik so zart
wie eine rosenbluete
so klar
wie der morgentau der auf ihr ruht
so lebendig
wie der schmetterling der auf der rosenbluete sitzt
und langsam mit seinen fluegeln schlaegt
dennoch so vergaenglich
der schmetterling fliegt fort
verfaengt sich in einem spinnennetz;
tot
der frische morgentau perlt von der bluete
schlaegt auf den boden;
tot
und die rose, jemand wird sie finden
sie brechen;
tot
doch was wird aus dieser musik?
diesem wundervollen klang?
ich werde sie nie vergessen
diese musik, diesen klang;
leben
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on August 04, 2006, 06:30:09
@Black_Angel
don't understand but very nice to read :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: VicMAP on August 11, 2006, 16:59:54
I wrote this poem listening "Stolzes herz" piano version.


MUSICA DE PIANO

El piano ha empezado a tocar mi melodía favorita,
Mientras tu, a lo lejos divisas mi alegria,
Te limitas a ser espectadora de mis placeres
Y protagonista de mis desvelos.

En el rincón más apartado del bar estoy,
Esperando que te sientes a mi lado,
Compartas tus sonrisas con mis penas,
Que tu olor penetre mi alma y
Me haga recordar una vez más lo sutil de tu belleza.

Las notas se adueñan de mis sentidos mientras tu,
Con el más bello caminar que musa pueda tener
Te acercas a mi, clavando esa tierna mirada
Que mis fantasias han anhelado disfrutar
Desde que te conocí, desde que conocí la
Belleza hecha música, desde que conocí
La inspiradora de mis más grandes fantasias.

Continúa la música, respiro y tiemblo,
Toco tu mano, pienso, y la música continua,
El piano me habla y tu me miras, me sonries,
Yo desvanezco ante tanta belleza,
Confundido entre las hermosas melodias
Y tu deseosa figura que acelera mi palpitar.

Cierro los ojos, la música ha terminado,
Se desvanecen ante mi las melodias, el piano
Y tu figura. No te siento, ya no estás,
He quedado ciego de tu belleza y sordo de las notas
Que una vez crei escuchar mientras deseaba
Que estuvieses a mi lado.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on August 13, 2006, 18:06:30
Die Fluren der Zeit

Im Herzen keine Traeume mehr
Die Augen schon lange Traenenleer
Ziellos irrt es umher
Findet laengst den Weg nicht mehr
Herz das einst voller Freude und und Hoffnung war
Liegt nun zerstochen und blutend da
Sterbend windet es vor Schmerzen sich
Doch Traenen weint es nicht
Zu schwach sich selbst zu heilen
Zu schwach im eigenen Blut zu verweilen
So zieht es durch die Fluren der Zeit
In der nicht endenden Ewigkeit
Nur nach schlaf sehnt es sich
Damit es endlich vergisst
Dass es des Lebens muede ist
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: sadharlekin on August 15, 2006, 05:20:17
Quote from: "VicMAP"
I wrote this poem listening "Stolzes herz" piano version.


MUSICA DE PIANO

El piano ha empezado a tocar mi melodía favorita,
Mientras tu, a lo lejos divisas mi alegria,
Te limitas a ser espectadora de mis placeres
Y protagonista de mis desvelos.

En el rincón más apartado del bar estoy,
Esperando que te sientes a mi lado,
Compartas tus sonrisas con mis penas,
Que tu olor penetre mi alma y
Me haga recordar una vez más lo sutil de tu belleza.

Las notas se adueñan de mis sentidos mientras tu,
Con el más bello caminar que musa pueda tener
Te acercas a mi, clavando esa tierna mirada
Que mis fantasias han anhelado disfrutar
Desde que te conocí, desde que conocí la
Belleza hecha música, desde que conocí
La inspiradora de mis más grandes fantasias.

Continúa la música, respiro y tiemblo,
Toco tu mano, pienso, y la música continua,
El piano me habla y tu me miras, me sonries,
Yo desvanezco ante tanta belleza,
Confundido entre las hermosas melodias
Y tu deseosa figura que acelera mi palpitar.

Cierro los ojos, la música ha terminado,
Se desvanecen ante mi las melodias, el piano
Y tu figura. No te siento, ya no estás,
He quedado ciego de tu belleza y sordo de las notas
Que una vez crei escuchar mientras deseaba
Que estuvieses a mi lado.


very nice  8)
sehr gut  8)
muy bueno 8)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on August 23, 2006, 15:28:21
well... some poems only in russian because I can't translate them... they are full of irony and self-irony... not all of my russian friends understand them...   so...

==================

надоели мне русские мысли,
надоели мне русские песни.
скоро стану германским бомжом,
лингвистически чистым практически.

буду в будке я жить электрической
и однажды, после грозы,
когда молния сильно шарахнет,
напишу я трактат поэтический
и дойду пешком к бундестагу
просить убежище политический.

или, еще как вариант,
я уеду летом однажды туды,
посетю фестиваль готический
и уже не вернусь обратно.
======================

любят готы кино черно-белое.
если готы себя уважают,
носят готы все черное, мрачное,
друг на друга не наезжают.

говорила мне дочь моя старшая:
"так и быть, Лакримозу послушаю...
не бухай только, мама, на кладбище.
на концерт одевай только черное,
дабы готам не захэровело...
загорать?! мамаша, ты сбрендила!
готы все под луной загорают,
на могильной плите, призадумавшись.
а когда они раздеваются,
они громко вслух чертыхаются:
I hate the sun, tvou mat'!"
=========================

я тихо сам с собой
гулять на кладбище пошел.
ни ранен был, ни мертв -
я просто жил и жил.
ни от кого не бёг
(от мертвых не бегут),
и ничего не пел
(мне есть чему внимать).
а если спросят вдруг:
"зачем туда пошел?!"
да просто, блин, гулять!
там просто хорошо.
==========================

я хочу быть бесплотной и бледной,
я хочу жить в осиновой роще
и питаться осиновым соком.
что ни кровь, блин, -
трава или водка.
что ни хрен - то осиновый кол.
что ни краски - то черные только.
==========================

Меня вот свадьбу посетить зовут,
А не хочу идти я ни рожна.
То сборище отчаянно упившихся людефф
Уже давно не радует меня.

Вот со стены ободранной глядят
Все шесть раммштайнов, прямо на меня.
А с монитора – самый главный гот,
Всея Швейцарии он гот, майн Готт!

А если вдруг ко мне наедет черный принц
На розовом лохматом скакуне?
И тихо и зловеще изречет:
Ах, милая, давайте сделаем ремонт?..

Ах, нет уж, дарлинг, вот вам карандаш,
Бумага – вот, шо дальше – надо объяснять?
Ремонту Вам не будет ни шиша.
И подмигнет приветливо майн Готт.

Шо? Вы не будете совсем писать стихофф???
Тогда отсюда марш! Такая жизнь – не про меня.
Быстрее запрягайте вашу странную лошАдь
И марш отсюда, главная здесь – я!

Ах, красные ботинки – это смерть.
А розовая кофта – это крик, но ни о чем,
Тех розовых цветов, затоптанных совсем
Невинным существом в костюме голубом.

Спокойный светлый беж, как тот морской песок, –
То слезы Ангелов, разбившихся о твердь.
А светло-серый – пепел черных роз,
С которых Дьявол выжал жизни сок.

Как греет непритворно черный с кружевом мохер…
Для счастья мне не надо красных роз.
Вот только в чем на свадьбу я пойду?
Один лишь в голове  моей вопрос...


 8)  :evil:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: zlatoglazka on August 23, 2006, 17:00:16
Svetlana, wow! Very nice Russian optimism! I have the impression, that you are thinking about every problem or situation by writing poems! May be you are always thinking by poems ;)?

...да, в чем идти на свадьбу - серьезный вопрос! Мне лично нравятся разные жизнерадостные цвета, но к присутствию на свадьбе человека в чем-нибудь красивом черном отнеслась бы освершенно спокойно ;).

"что ни кровь, блин, -
трава или водка"
"То сборище отчаянно упившихся людефф
Уже давно не радует меня"
Sorry for agitation, but for everybody, who speak Russian this link to topic: http://www.mavrick.ru/cgi/ikonboard//topic.cgi?forum=7&topic=639&start=0
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on August 24, 2006, 06:12:38
Quote from: "zlatoglazka"
Svetlana, wow! Very nice Russian optimism! I have the impression, that you are thinking about every problem or situation by writing poems! May be you are always thinking by poems ;)?

Sorry for agitation, but for everybody, who speak Russian this link to topic: [url]http://www.mavrick.ru/cgi/ikonboard//topic.cgi?forum=7&topic=639&start=0[/url]


haha :lol:
Something happened to my head and I have started to think by poems... May be a lightning or something like this :lol:  :lol:  :lol:

about black wear I'm thinking... :lol:

Thanks for the link :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on August 24, 2006, 08:22:37
well... however i've translated one :roll:
 
I took myself alone and calm,
Went for a walk to a cemetery
I was not wounded or  dead,
I simply lived and lived.
Escaped of nobody
(nobody escapes of dead)
And nothing sang at all
(have some to listen to)
And if  somebody asks:
"why did you go where?!":shock:
Just simply for a walk! 8)
So nice and calm’s that place... :!:
Title: My heart hurts
Post by: Kitty on August 25, 2006, 19:12:46
I've already written this one in another topic, untill sombody told me I rather could post my poems and texts here:

Passion,
Desire,
I’ll find my way,
In life,
To life,
I’ll find a way,
To get my wish,

I’ll catch your words
As if they’re mine,
I’ll sale your lips,
As if they speak
unknown words,

Your way of living,
Will be mine
As if we live
With each other

The flowers ’ll be red
My heart will bleed,
The day I step aside,
Away from you
My love

I’ll find my way,
In life,
To life,
I’ll find a way,
To get my wish

Life is so difficult,
Almost as if,
I dance without legs,
I sing without voice,

The tree still stands there,
The house is empty,
My heart beats,
As if it did,
For you


I’ll find my way,
In life,
To life,
I’ll find a way,
To get my wish

Step aside,
Listen to my heart,
Emotion rises up,
When I look into your eyes,

See what I saw,
So long ago,
But when you do,
Look deep enough

Feel what I felt;
Dream what I dreamt,
Let it be,
A part of what I was,
To me

I’ll find my way,
In life,
To life,
I’ll find a way,
To get my wish

I've wrote it yesterday after finding out that I miss lacrimosa already and I'm sorry for not saying goodday when they passed by before the concert  :cry:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on September 04, 2006, 11:20:20
Stille

 

fuer kurze Zeit gut

du kannst abschalten

Ruhe finden

doch wie lange?

nicht lange

du sehnst nach Gesellschaft

suchst einen Weg aus der Einsamkeit

und dennoch

du findest ihn nicht

Stille, Schweigen, Ruhe

es schreit in deinem Kopf

zerfrisst dich, deine Seele

und du willst schreien

doch du schweigst

Traenen der Einsamkeit, der Sehnsucht

rinnen ueber deine wangen

doch du schweigst

Warum weinen?

Warum schweigen?

Warum nicht schreien?
Title: Fuer die Ewigkeit?
Post by: Black_Angel on September 04, 2006, 11:37:31
Schwer ist dein Schritte
Nach unten gerichtet ist dein Blicke
Nicht dringt dringt von aussen ein
Uund nicht dringt nach aussen
Alles prallt von dir ab
Umgeben von einer schuetzenden Mauer
Bist du verloren und gefangen
Kannst deine Gefuehle nicht erlangen
Du sehnst dich nach Freiheit
Doch lebst du in dieser Einsamkeit
Fuer die Ewigkeit?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on September 04, 2006, 13:41:59
Spiegelbild

Wer ich bin, das weiss ich nicht
Ich stehe vor dem Spiegel
Doch erkenne ich mich nicht
Eine Fratze glotzt mich an
Entstellt von all den Jahren der Bitterkeit
Und zeigt mir immer wieder ihr Leid
Ich will es nicht sehen
Lass mich in ruh
Warum zeigst du es mir immer und immerzu?
Ich weiss was geschah
Doch ist es vorbei
All die Jahre der Bitterkeit
Von Gefühlen überwältigt ist dieses Gesicht
Schmerzverzerrt und voll Hass
Ich kenne es nicht
Traurig und ängstlich
Das bin ich nicht
Nein das glaube ich nicht
Denn Gefühle zeigen darf ich nicht
Wer ist es wenn nicht ich?
Ich schlage gegen den Spiegel
Bis er zerbricht
Jetzt erkenne ich mich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black-Rose on September 04, 2006, 14:13:09
I am writing only in german.

Zu mir finden


ich wandle durch eine Welt der Hektik
eine Welt der Oberflächlichkeit
Nein, ich taumel umher
irre in einem Labyrinth
kratze an der Oberfläche,
kenne mich selbst kaum

ich falle nieder
einen endlosen Fall
strande an der Pforte der Liebe
doch sie bleibt mir verwehrt
stolpere in den Trotz,
verletze meinen Stolz
kenne mich kaum mehr

ich erklimme den Fels der Sehnsucht
setze mich oben auf
schau über den Horizont meiner Gefühle
lass‘ meine Seele schreien
eine Träne flieht
ich kenne mich doch sehr.

(c) Black-Rose 2003-09-15
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black-Rose on September 04, 2006, 14:14:05
@black-Angel:

Spiegelbild gefällt mir!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on September 04, 2006, 18:33:49
danke schoen rose, deines gefaellt mir auch sehr.....

aber du hast mich auf eine idee gebracht....waere wohl wirklich besser, wenn ich meine gedichte mit datum veroeffentliche usw.....
so kann es mir nicht ,,gemopst,, werden oder so...naja ich denke du weisst was ich meine...bin im moment ziemlich durch den wind....

lg

ich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 04, 2006, 19:08:12
One of the poems I wrote today...

Living a life
Isn’t always easy
When dreams fade away
And there comes no end
To the suffering

Tears run down my face
More often
Then it should be in a happy life

The smiling girl
Lost her faith
Lost her hope

I wake up
Every morning
Wishing I was dead

But still
There comes no trust
And still there is no end
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Schnorpeldi on September 04, 2006, 19:52:42
Oh, the poetry is very sad  :cry:  :cry:
Do you feel so?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 04, 2006, 19:56:58
right now yes, a person can't always feel happy can't he, it'll go away :-)
I just needed to share it so I can let my feelings fly away, thank you for your reaction!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Schnorpeldi on September 04, 2006, 20:01:35
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
a person can't always feel happy


Yes, but you wish you are dead :dead:  
Is your life so bad or is it only to discribe your feelings?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 04, 2006, 21:02:35
it's only to clear my mind of those bad feelings, I love life :-) believe me I don't really want to die, I only want those feelings to die you understand that? :-) you don't need to take everything for real you know it's to make truely clear that those feelings are bad to be a happy person :-)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: lacrima_elix on September 04, 2006, 23:15:19
I'm sure that the poems written in Russian and German are very nice, unfortunatelly I don't understand them. :( On the other hand, translations are never as good as the original, so I see why the poets seldom choose to translate them. :)

@Longwaytogo - I know what you mean. A poem shouldn't be read as a confession, as a diary. You have to find the hidden emotions and words get a new special meaning.

Keep writing, keep smiling.  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on September 05, 2006, 06:04:23
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
it's only to clear my mind of those bad feelings, I love life :-) believe me I don't really want to die, I only want those feelings to die you understand that? :-) you don't need to take everything for real you know it's to make truely clear that those feelings are bad to be a happy person :-)


understand very well :)
i can't sleep or eate or someting else when i feel i must write something. it's a kind of my metabolism - to write. and i am also positive person... not depressive... just feeling, thinking and writing.
it's a kind of pregnancy :lol: and I know... it's too late when you are in the hospital with your 40 weeks... there is no way to return... you must do it...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 05, 2006, 08:59:50
Just the way I need writing :-)
@lacrima_elix thank you very much :-) it's indeed in that way we should read poetry, my poems anyway, but I think it's in most poetry like that isn't it?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: f!eld on September 05, 2006, 09:33:28
I never write any poetry because I'm not into it ;) There was only one situation I was forced to write a poem (an erotic) because it was my homework (my Polish teacher was a bit weirdo while talking about poetry). So, here it is. Hope you'll enjoy it.

***
I
It beseems to say what I feel to you
To motivate somehow the desire with which my eyes take you in,
The fingers roam on your body blinded by the silky brilliance of the skin
(as the fingers could have been blinded...)
There are no minks, neither white sparks
There is only the feeling
And maybe an thirteen-phone poem -
I will adopt from the Poet the craft
To express in new words the old truth

II
Que l'amour est comme la mort - eternelle, mais sans vie
For me to be able to say - it is a lie, I am dreaming of it
That in fact you are not here, you do not exist
That the caresses of your lips is the recall of the old days
That you are not Barbara, Aphrodite from dreams
That the world fallen in love does not look at itself in you
That you belong only to me - that I spill the taste of your brows -
And when I open the door of the deepest secret -
The common one, the only one - I'll shout: look!
                                        The flower of the rose has faded
(and it is gone - now, forever - our secret /silent/ world)


(to make everything clear: the erotic is somehow related to K.K.Baczyński's "White Magic":
White Magic

Standing before the mirror of silence
with her hands in her hair,
Barbara pours into her glass body
silver droplets of her voice.

And then like a jar
she fills with light and glasslike
filters stars through herself
and the white dust of the moon.

Through the quivering prism of her body
in the music of white sparks
minks will glide past
like fluffy leaves of sleep.

Hoarfrost will coat the bears in it
brightened by polar stars
and a stream of mice will weave through
flowing in a loud avalanche.

Until filled up with milk
she'll slowly sink into sleep
as melodically time will settle at the bottom
in a cascade of glare.

And so Barbara has a silver body. In it
the white mink of silence stiffens softly
under an unseen arm.)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: lacrima_elix on September 05, 2006, 12:23:01
Beautiful, subtle, sensual.
If you were a poet...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 07, 2006, 19:58:20
had a fight with my mother, about my clothes,... uberhaubt das jenige das ich kontrolieren kann... that's why I wrote this text today... hope someone likes it.

Knowing without knowing,
is like living a life,
without knowing it,

without enjoying,
every single minute,
of you spending,
a knew day,

without dreaming,
your dreams,
in such way,
you love them,

without wishing,
a knew begin,
to the the end,
which comes,
always.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Schnorpeldi on September 10, 2006, 20:53:23
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
had a fight with my mother, about my clothes,... uberhaubt das jenige das ich kontrolieren kann... that's why I wrote this text today... hope someone likes it.

Knowing without knowing,
is like living a life,
without knowing it,

without enjoying,
every single minute,
of you spending,
a knew day,

without dreaming,
your dreams,
in such way,
you love them,

without wishing,
a knew begin,
to the the end,
which comes,
always.



Show your Mom this poem.
Maybe she understands you better?!

 :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on September 15, 2006, 11:09:00
Nur für dich

Mit großen Schmerzen kamst du zu mir
Und meine Liebe schenkte ich dir
Du warst bei mir Tag und Nacht
Immer gab ich auf dich acht
Doch nun bist du fort
An einem besseren Ort
Lässt mich allein
Und jeden Tag habe ich geweint
Warum kannst du nicht wieder bei mir sein?
Ohne dich fühl ich mich so leer und allein
Eines Tages werden wir wieder zusammen sein
Und all meine Liebe schenke ich dann nur dir allein.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on September 28, 2006, 06:00:20
However... however...

Under  the  license of the God

I am a stranger in the desert of life
I am the wind in the silence of night
There are no people – only shadows of past
And the illusion of future still lasts
There is no water of hope to drink
There is no land of love to stay
Only sunlight and sand  which I fail in
There is no labyrinth to go
And the way is the direct line –
Such not clear in the start – 360 horizons
And so perfect in its end –
I
will
die...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: zlatoglazka on September 28, 2006, 13:50:51
One more poem in English - and one more well-done. And it is very-very autumn poem - as I feel.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on September 28, 2006, 14:01:45
Quote from: "zlatoglazka"
One more poem in English - and one more well-done. And it is very-very autumn poem - as I feel.


zlatoglazka, thanks! :D
yes... autumn.
and this poem is only in english and not in russian at all...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on September 28, 2006, 22:05:23
Wut

du hast mich gebrochen und  mein leben zerstoert
auf dieser welt zu leben bist du nicht wert
einen strick werd ich dir knoten
und zerschlagen werde ich dich
ich hasse dich
du bist so widerlich
einen qualvollen tod sollst du erleiden
und ich werde meine augen daran weiden
ich werde zusehen wie du zerbrichst
auf das du ewig denkst an mich
ich bin krank, voellig durchgedreht
und gnade fuer dich, empfinde ich nicht
winden sollst du dich
in dem blut das aus deinem koerper bricht
du bist wertloser als dreck, nichts als ein fleck
verrecken sollst du wie du es verdienst
wie ein wurm im mist sollst du dich winden
erst dann werde ich meine ruhe finden
______________________________________________________

Einsamkeit

es ist spaet in der nacht
und ich liege hier, hellwach
musik dringt leise durch die kopfhoerer
und versucht meine gefuehle zu vertreiben
gefuehle der einsamkeit
gefuehle der angst und leere
angst vor den erinnerungen
die unwillkuerlich aufkommen
einsamkeit, weil niemand da ist
der mich in den arm nimmt
ich sehne mich so sehr danach
doch leider erst tief in der nacht
wenn niemand da ist
mein herz schreit nach zaertlichkeit
in dieser einsamkeit
am tage ein eisberg den niemand zum schmelzen bringt
am abend ein vogel
der immer alleine singt
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Adskoe_penie on October 03, 2006, 19:54:02
Ok...One of my poems.Sorry,it`s in Russian,maybe I`ll translate it later.I wrote it after watching The Phantom of the Opera at first time (I am a big fan of it)

Он дарил ей алые бутоны,
Посвящал ей строки в белой мгле,
Звал её по имени и в тон ей
Напевал печально в темноте.
Он страдал по ней и жаждал встречи
И тайком за нею наблюдал,
Тихо падал снег,горели свечи,
И цветок из рук её упал.
Он,отвергнутый и ревностью томимый,
За собой её во тьму увлёк,
Но её несправедливый выбор
Затушил надежды огонёк.
Отпустив её из плена страсти,
"Я люблю тебя"-сквозь слёзы он сказал,
Ей не быть в его волшебной власти
В окружении сверкающих зеркал...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Maria on October 03, 2006, 20:05:30
Adskoe_penie, oh, your poem is so touching! Now I'm visualizing many beautiful images. Maybe it is not at all pertaining  to The Phantom of the Opera, but certainly I like it!..
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on October 19, 2006, 12:14:11
Da ist nichts

Gefuehle von traurigkeit und leere
die ich mir nicht erklaeren kann
sehe keine zukunft, keine hoffnung
fuer mich
nichts worauf ich mich freue
was mich interessiert
wo sind meine hobby´s die ich einst hatte?
nur hin und wieder ein gedicht
aber was ist das schon
ausser buchstaben auf einem stueck papier?
nichts!
und die musik, die ich jeden tag hoere
aber was ist das schon
ausser ein paar worte und toene in den lautsprecherboxen?
nichts!
weil ich nichts fuehle
nur traurigkeit, leere
und endlosen schmerz den mir niemand nehmen kann
ich stehe vor dem abgrund
blicke hinein, in ein tiefes schwarzes loch
nur wenige schritte fehlen
bis ich falle
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: zlatoglazka on October 19, 2006, 13:59:58
Adskoe_penie, yes, pretty. I were also impressed by watching The Phantom of the Opera - even though I had listened it before - very beautiful and romantic musical.

Black_Angel, please, translate in English any of your poems! You post them here - more and more - but I can only see a drawing of letters, but don't understand =(.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on October 19, 2006, 14:08:14
Quote from: "zlatoglazka"


Black_Angel, please, translate in English any of your poems! You post them here - more and more - but I can only see a drawing of letters, but don't understand =(.

Yes, Black Angel...
yes, if you can :)
I understand some parts but I want more :D
and the question:
is ae=a-umlaut
oe=o-umlaut
ue=u-umlaut?..

your poems so musical... as I feel...

sehe keine zukunft, keine hoffnung
fuer mich  :cry:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on October 19, 2006, 14:51:12
Quote from: "Svetlana"
Quote from: "zlatoglazka"


Black_Angel, please, translate in English any of your poems! You post them here - more and more - but I can only see a drawing of letters, but don't understand =(.

Yes, Black Angel...
yes, if you can :)
I understand some parts but I want more :D
and the question:
is ae=a-umlaut
oe=o-umlaut
ue=u-umlaut?..

your poems so musical... as I feel...

sehe keine zukunft, keine hoffnung
fuer mich  :cry:


i´ll try to translate in english, but my english isn´t so good  :(  but for you i´ll try it ;)

ae , oe and ue there´s umlaut....
ae = ä
oe = ö
ue = ü

sorry this  and to write small is an ,,angewohnheit,, of me  :oops:
it´s to hard (?) for me to write...aehm.... ,,normal,, :oops:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 19, 2006, 17:48:27
I tried to translate it... angle I hope it are the right emotions I translated cause it's not always possible to say the same thing in english as in German, that's why I love German so much :-) anyhow I love the poem veryvery much!
There is nothing

Feelings of saidness and emptyness
Whom I cannot explain to myself
See no future, no hope
For me
Nothing that please me
That interests me
Where are my hobby’s that I once hat
Only once in a while a poem
But how beautiful it is
Letters on a piece of paper?
Nothing!
And that music, which I hear every day
but how beautiful it is
a couple of words and tunes out of the boxes?
Nothing!
Because I don’t feel anything
Only Sadness, emptiness
And never-ending pains which can’t be took away by nobody
I stand before the “Abgrund”
Look in there, in a deep black “loch”
“nur wenige schritte fehlen”
Untill I fall
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Black_Angel on October 19, 2006, 22:36:03
love kitty....

i thank you very much to translate my poem *big kiss*

i beleve the meaning of ,,abgrund,, is ,,abyss,, and the meaning of ,,loch,, is ,,hole,, and ,,nur wenige schritte fehlen,, is ,, only few steps are missing,,

i think....sorry that´s my english so bad.....but kitty teaches me a little bit....

thank you very much love kitty *the biggest kiss of the world only for you,,  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on October 20, 2006, 06:48:58
Quote from: "Black_Angel"
Quote from: "Svetlana"
Quote from: "zlatoglazka"


Black_Angel, please, translate in English any of your poems! You post them here - more and more - but I can only see a drawing of letters, but don't understand =(.

Yes, Black Angel...
yes, if you can :)
I understand some parts but I want more :D
and the question:
is ae=a-umlaut
oe=o-umlaut
ue=u-umlaut?..

your poems so musical... as I feel...

sehe keine zukunft, keine hoffnung
fuer mich  :cry:


i´ll try to translate in english, but my english isn´t so good  :(  but for you i´ll try it ;)

ae , oe and ue there´s umlaut....
ae = ä
oe = ö
ue = ü

sorry this  and to write small is an ,,angewohnheit,, of me  :oops:
it´s to hard (?) for me to write...aehm.... ,,normal,, :oops:


thanks<, Black Angel!!! :D
English... like say russians, "ну его нафиг"=''let him go..." :roll:
german is so beautiful:herz::herz::herz::herz::herz:
and so complex... :?  :?  :?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on October 20, 2006, 06:51:16
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
I tried to translate it... angle I hope it are the right emotions I translated cause it's not always possible to say the same thing in english as in German, that's why I love German so much :-) anyhow I love the poem veryvery much!
There is nothing

Feelings of saidness and emptyness
Whom I cannot explain to myself
See no future, no hope
For me
Nothing that please me
That interests me
Where are my hobby’s that I once hat
Only once in a while a poem
But how beautiful it is
Letters on a piece of paper?
Nothing!
And that music, which I hear every day
but how beautiful it is
a couple of words and tunes out of the boxes?
Nothing!
Because I don’t feel anything
Only Sadness, emptiness
And never-ending pains which can’t be took away by nobody
I stand before the “Abgrund”
Look in there, in a deep black “loch”
“nur wenige schritte fehlen”
Untill I fall


Thanks a lot!!! Longwaytogo :D
so beautiful poem... and so sad...   :cry:


@Black Angel
I understand your emotions like my own
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on November 07, 2006, 07:14:35
Stumme Worte

You’re looking deep into my soul...
Please, speak no words, they lie.
Your silent words are so loud crying,
I understand this burning tale.
One touch is simply flash of flame,
One breath is just a moment of eternity.
Be silent, please, I pray.
Each flown off word kills any truth,
Words’re just rough copies of my feelings...
Don’t kill reality, I pray...
Forgive me, please, no targets.
Each target is the end, I’ll lose myself,
It won’t be ways...
Each word is so strong and deathly wave,
It covers me... Oh, well...
I’ll try then to escape, if there’ll be time.
But no time, just the eternity...
My wings are ashen with your flame,
I can not fly away,
I’ll fail...
I pray...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: caelum on November 07, 2006, 07:48:59
Svetlana, that was great. I especially liked the themes. Word's hurt and rarely tell the truth...

I've been writing poems for a few years now, though because of my extremely harsh self-criticism at least a half of my productions have ended up aflame. Anyway, I write both in English and in Finnish. I don't think poems can be translated without taking something away and adding something in. Thus I wont attempt to translate any of my more fitting Finnish one's, but will stick to the few that were written in English.

reality of ends
-----
i try to shatter reality,
but i break the ice asunder.

the ice was all there was,
to support me when i wander.

rid of that support below,
i can just gaze at the abyss under.

i fall... but

in my descent i realize,
examining reality is not wise.

for i should create it,
this reality that is mine.

i have found a reality,
at the end of my line.
-----

What do you mean?
-----
You are a word
whose meaning
I am struggling
to grasp.

With little success.

In some concepts
I know you.
In others
you are a mystery.

I acquainted you
so long ago
yet you appear
in surprising places.

Often enough
you are on the tip of my tongue.
More often
on top of my mind.

You fascinate me
but I don't understand you.

So please tell me
dear word.
What do you mean
to me?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on November 07, 2006, 14:23:33
caelum, thanks :)
 your poems are so nice, so deep and philosophical...

and I don't speak english well... however, usually i write in russian...
and sometimes in english withought russian at all 8)
i can't translate them well in russian :cry:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: caelum on November 07, 2006, 15:28:36
Thanks for the kind words svetlana.

I can't really translate thoughts, only words. It's because my mind either works in English or in Finnish. That is because I lived in the US for three years and there I did most of my thinking in English. That is reflected in my poem writing process. If an idea comes to my head when I'm thinking in English, I write the poem in English, and vice versa.

There are exceptions however, especially if I cultivate a poem in my mind over a great time. "What do you mean?" is an example of that. It was slowly developing in my mind for like 3 months, sometimes in English, sometimes in Finnish. Once I had the chance of writing it down, it came out better in English, so that's how I left it. There is a two part poem that I once wrote, that is actually so word based that I might even translate it into English. Depending on wether I feel like being nice or not  ;)

Anyway, here's something else for you to think about. I wrote it right before the end of lower secondary school, so like 1.5 years ago:

Interpretations
-----
To grieve and cry,
and be dark and lie.
My life has a gloomy shade,
I am lost on my own way.

All roads stop in silence,
does life make any sense?
Or is it just a dream,
that we wish to be real?

Life is what we make it,
just needs to be interpreted.
The meaning is long lost,
but searching has no cost.

In my life I wish to fly,
soar high up in the sky.
Finally, I can see,
broken, I am free.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: elen on November 07, 2006, 16:26:49
i've just started reading this topic, and i find it amazing, how any of you write so beautiful poems and even more fascinating how often i find in these poems emotions which remind me of my own feelings..
i gave up writing peotry about 2 years ago but because of this thread i took some time to have a look in my older poems and i must say i was surprised with what i had written..
if i ever find some time to translate them maybe i'll post them here as well..

@caelum
i'd have a question about the last poem you've posted, which (if the answer is negative) can seem to have no connection to your poem:
have you listened to Snakeskin?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: caelum on November 07, 2006, 16:34:37
For the first time yesterday. I listened to the two Canta Tronic songs on myspace. They were interesting, so I checked with a few friends and one who's quite into electronic music happened to have the album. As he didn't really like it he was kind enough to borrow it to me, so for the past three hours or so I've had it playing in the background. To tell the truth, I just can't connect with electronic music. Canta Tronic isn't exactly an exception, though I can actually listen to it and even find some good parts to it... but I don't see what your question has to do with the poem, even though I have indeed listened to Snakeskin  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: elen on November 07, 2006, 16:46:50
well i just guess we understand this music differently.
for me your poem and snakeskin indeed have very much to do with each other :)

i interpret the music some way and i interpret your poetry some way and for me they describe similar things.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: caelum on November 07, 2006, 17:03:04
Maybe they do. I just haven't gotten very far in understanding the lyrics of Snakeskin, but have instead ventured into the depths of its music. The few English songs on the album do indeed approach things the same way I do in my poem, but I can't say anything about the German ones. Maybe I'll look up some translations some day.

But I guess it is a compliment to say that my poetry brings the works of Tilo into your mind. I'm grateful to hear such a thing.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on November 08, 2006, 06:38:41
Quote from: "caelum"
Thanks for the kind words svetlana.

I can't really translate thoughts, only words. It's because my mind either works in English or in Finnish. That is because I lived in the US for three years and there I did most of my thinking in English. That is reflected in my poem writing process. If an idea comes to my head when I'm thinking in English, I write the poem in English, and vice versa.

There are exceptions however, especially if I cultivate a poem in my mind over a great time. "What do you mean?" is an example of that. It was slowly developing in my mind for like 3 months, sometimes in English, sometimes in Finnish. Once I had the chance of writing it down, it came out better in English, so that's how I left it. There is a two part poem that I once wrote, that is actually so word based that I might even translate it into English. Depending on wether I feel like being nice or not  ;)

Anyway, here's something else for you to think about. I wrote it right before the end of lower secondary school, so like 1.5 years ago:

Interpretations
-----
To grieve and cry,
and be dark and lie.
My life has a gloomy shade,
I am lost on my own way.

All roads stop in silence,
does life make any sense?
Or is it just a dream,
that we wish to be real?

Life is what we make it,
just needs to be interpreted.
The meaning is long lost,
but searching has no cost.

In my life I wish to fly,
soar high up in the sky.
Finally, I can see,
broken, I am free.



so nice poem... dreams and thoughts...

yes, I understand what do you mean about poem's languages... I can say I don't know english and I write poems in english for 3-5 minutes, then I don't even try to translate them... I can't find rhymes. I think I must now learn english... not learn but refresh and read some english books... i have less words in english.
and now i learn german and have 'porridge in my head', like say russian :lol:  if i read some in english i read it like in german :lol:

About poems 'maturing'...
sometimes i have a single word in my head and suddenly i write poem...
sometimes a single thought... I never think. I write and then read... :lol:
And i can't correct poems later... I have no inspiration.

so, now I understand I must learn english :idea: however I don't love english. I understand it's nice but don't love it with my heart. I love German :roll:
I should not  write in english... I can't even estimate what i write :roll:  :lol:
and I can't stop writing too... :|
it's delirium I think... :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on January 22, 2007, 12:56:32
Is it
or is it not
to late to say
to see

my words fall down
as if it's nothing
unspoken beauties of the night

a word looks so cold
without being read
so mean
without given reason

can I
or can I not
say this
see

I give you
my soul
soulmate

I give you
my heart
with love inside.

everyone is special in his heart. You, me, Tilo, Anne, ... and therefore everyone deserves to be loved and give his love away.  In my eyes a life without love is impossible!!!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on January 22, 2007, 13:14:43
I read back in this forum it has bin quit some time since someone posted
in here... but what I saw was that many people use poetry for getting away from emotions, to give order to thoughts and so... and in some way I like all poems that are writen here they have all their nuances and have all their life, it's crazy how so many people, so many different charachters have often the same reason to write and do it in a beautiful way...
I just wanted to let you know this  :)

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on January 26, 2007, 20:36:58
Am I the foulish one
to ask
if love is why I live
and die

am I the daredevil
to say
dreams are illusions
of our deepest desire

is that
why I see you
sitting at the end
of my bed

is that
why I love you
every night again

it's my illusion
to love
what I can't love

my desire
to get
what I can't get

my dream
that you
belong
to me
and I
to you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on January 26, 2007, 20:43:26
memories
from long ago
I meet them
in my dreams

I meet them in
my fears
in my longing
in my love

all that is left
from what I had
is only this
one
single tear

I leave it
on your face
for as I
don't want to see
that memorie again

as for I
wont ever
love you
again.

These two I wrote this evening, since it was again very long time ago since I wrote. I missed the feeling of getting away from life while giving these words a meaning...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on January 27, 2007, 10:04:13
@Longwaytogo

very nice poems :herz:
and avatar also very nice :D
it reminds me one man :lol:
p.s. I feel dead recently... not the depression but no emotion... like a flower... sometimes I feel so and don't like such times very much :?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on January 27, 2007, 11:18:10
Svetlana I think I know that feeling, eventhough I'm still very young I have those moments to of not knowing how do I feel? like I should be happy about that but I'm not but then again I'm not sad neither...
at the moment I feel better, better then normal because I have a drive in my life where as my exams, still I HATE THIS TIME OF THE YEAR I'm always so grrr I don't know can't sleep, can't concentrate when I need to, can' eat like it should be, I always want choclate...
but then again I should be happy cause when there where no exams I would been doing nothing else but writing and then people are mad at me cause they see it as if I'm asocial which is totaly not true I'm not THE Social girl but I'm neither asocial. while now I'm on my own all the time too but now they understand it cause I have to "studie" I hate it when people think like that I mean if someone needs to be on his own let him be on his own, when someone needs attention give him attention see... in my eyes people should learn more to live on there own when they need to cause I think that's a part of the reason why we get stressed more and more, there will come a day that everybody get depressed by it... and I think why need to stress? tommorow 'll come to and then I can do the rest... but today it's very hard to use that theorie since when you don't get stressed out you're a lazy human in my country anyway...

So that's a bit why I write and true, these poems flow out my pen very easily most of them I write in a minute or 5 to 10.

I hope you're feeling will dissapear soon! perhaps its the time of the year. I'm glad now that the sun is shining, although I would love it when it snows (it did a little bit yesterday) I'm always happy when the sun shines, it'll rain enough within this and two months so...

Greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on January 27, 2007, 11:20:11
I like the avatar to very much  :D it's another Tilo isn't it... I think he's very cool like this  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Svetlana on January 27, 2007, 15:38:16
yes, I understand you very well :)
the pressure of life... exams, work, weather, some thoughts and so on 8)
yes, Tilo is cool anyway :D
P.S. es schneiet heute hier... alle Häuser und Bäume sind verschneit... es wird Winter endlich... das freuet mich sehr 8)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on January 27, 2007, 16:20:25
ja Winter  :? we have to wait for it some time I guess it's raining already  :cry: TILO I NEED YOU  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 03, 2007, 13:53:12
don't think that what u can read below can be called a poem...but, anyway, here it is!

Though I turn I fly not
I cannot depart
I would try but try not
To release my heart
And my hopes are dying
While, on dreams relying
I am spelled by art.

Thus, a bright snake’s coiling
‘Neath a forest tree
Wins a bird, beginning
To come down and see;
Like that, my birdy lover
‘Round his fate will hover
Till the wind’s blow’s over –
And he sinks – like me.

my english isn't pretty good for writing, therefore I'd be very happy if someone could point to me my mistakes. I'm sure there's plenty of them.  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 03, 2007, 18:51:52
nice poem...
well as far as I speak english, I didn't found any of your misstakes so it won't be that bad I believe ;)
I like your poem very much!
Thank you for sharing it!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 04, 2007, 13:14:53
thanx!!!!
it was really nice to read from u.  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 06, 2007, 05:41:48
8)
When I feel this precious pain
That I cherish –
It makes me feel alive
I know that somewhere cries
Another soul like mine.
And then I feel fine and comfortable.


In few words is very hard to express
What’s happening inside my world –
But the same way all tries.
And maybe someone will comprehend
While he is reading my try.

My heart aches today
From the very dawn.
It is strange; I gasp
But no oxygen comes.
Evidently, I am deathly in love.


The point of love is this:
To give yourself freely
And fully
To the person you love.
But the risk to be mistaken is big.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 20, 2007, 14:02:22
rrrr...What do you think, guys? Critics are welcomed!!!! :D
Dedicated to  A.
Sorry.

Few steps and few inches from the goal
That shines through every hour:
But it’s idle for me; I am no girl of character
When I hear your voice.
And I hear it most of my time.

I can write to you a prophecy:
When the Moon is full,
Hidden beneath clouds,
I am dancing with a man.
But the Moon is you.

Now, listen: would you mind
If I give myself to the man?
Would you feel uneasy?
If no, I’ll do this.
But I will be no longer alive.

So, at the end, finally
I am on the crossroad:
All depends on you.
It isn’t fair to make you decide –
‘Couse  I already know the answer.

Sorry.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 20, 2007, 18:41:09
This may sound crazy but it's like you're talking about my life  :D
I like it very much your poem... I did though see a "misstake" I think at the end you mean "it isn't fair to make your dessicion" and then "cause"  :) you may though call it the freedom of a poet  ;) I always do it when people correct my english or german hihi
It's very beautiful with a lot of wisdom about the topic... it's how I feel at least!
Thanks for sharing it! and keep writing!

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: elen on February 20, 2007, 22:58:54
about correctness of language:
i think the original version was correct. i can't see any mistake here.
and "make you decide" is more possible than "make your decision", because you can't make somebody's else decision, can you?
but i don't say i'm sure i'm right..
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 21, 2007, 14:16:02
thank's for warm words and tries to help :D
this one. Actually, it is a sketch of my new song, but...
I am dead now.
                            You know this.

No, I won't complain –

                     I am a clown.

And no one will see -        

                 The real me –

I'm tired.

I want to flee

                            In nowhere.

I will be strong.

                    I won't be broken.

I CAN decide.

                            I WANT to live.

                                And I am loved.

I will be strong.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: elen on February 21, 2007, 17:05:51
honestly, this one i really like very much. it's something which somehow sound so true.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 23, 2007, 14:09:28
thanks.
I thought that love is unreachable –
Maybe it is.
I felt a need to be icy cold-
Maybe I should.
I reached the sky in my crazy dreams –
But then I woke up.
I could create and bow down for them –
Maybe I could.
But know.
This snow
Will reveal the truth for you –
My heart
Is full
With bloody tears, gathered in pools.
The sky
The Moon
Will tell the truth for you –
I tried,
I cried,
I LIED,
I asked for you,
I LOVED you,
And I love you still!!!!!
Waiting for you to appear.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 27, 2007, 15:27:34
Was influenced by Tilo's music and other creatings, related to him and feelings he expresses in his music.
Need ur opinion, guys!

All doors are open -
Come and get me!
Come and bite me!
Come and kiss me!
Come and be!
Light is blooming;
Shadows flicker;
Ebb and Flood
And you in blood!
My heart’s sinking
Your heart’s ticking
Murmurs near -
Night is here!
I am twitching-
You are holding!
Near us just dark and pain!
Come and get me!
I am waiting!
We’re collapsing,
We’re whole!
After us the dark and hatred
After us the bare-faced lies!
We’re creating
World of trusting
World as whole
As we for us!
Come and get me!
Come and bite me!
Come, and we will blast the night!
Love is light!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: elen on February 27, 2007, 17:32:25
my opinion is that it definitely needs a musical background :)
it too expressive just to sit in front of the screen and read it - such things one should hear, sing, scream. that's how i feel it.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 28, 2007, 10:07:16
Quote from: "elen"
my opinion is that it definitely needs a musical background :)
it too expressive just to sit in front of the screen and read it - such things one should hear, sing, scream. that's how i feel it.

I am working on it, truly.  :lol:
thanks)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: elen on February 28, 2007, 16:47:53
Quote from: "Aional"
I am working on it, truly.

so after it's done, show us the effect :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 04, 2007, 06:50:02
This morning is one of the mornings, which I will curse afterwards and remember with pain and sweet and light yearnings....
what I wrote in such a morning.


This terrible longing to the shadow of my dreams
Is killing me, hiding my soul beneath cliffs,
From rough creatures of mankind.
They want something from me – I need just you.
Inside my small world, beneath the shell
Of frosty or too open appearance
I cry out loud, but none of my shrieks
Can find you and tight to and reach.
Just another riddle and fiddle and nonsense from my heart
Which are purposed to reach you.
But as tide, shamelessly and hopelessly
Tries to kiss the heart of the earth
Achieving only beaches
I am, writing and singing to you,
Despite all who falls for me,
Alone.
I can’t write further – my eyes full of tears.
All this is terribly unfair….
I feel either love, either despair…
And both are coming from somewhere far away.
I know what love is –
It is a sweet knife, scratching skin near to my heart,
And it’s that yearning inside my heart,
And that bloody tears inside your heart,
And your eyes, full of pain.
And when I show off to people me real
They cry and flee away
Not in horror,
But in panic of being the same.
I am complaining –
I want to let these tears go,
And this despair to disappear -
No way – it is you,
Who do I feel this longing to,
Who takes me and holds me,
And who held me on the Earth,
When I was nearly fleeing out.
I can’t write anymore -
I’m crying.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on March 15, 2007, 00:39:52
Aional what a wonderful write!!!
Here's one of my works. I'll be glad to know what you think about it.

Never Forget Me Never

Today I found myself grinding
The petals of long lost love
to powder.

 And my hands are now grey
and my soul cold.
Growing old...

and bare.
Once kept in the locket of my innocence
Like the curl of your golden hair,
It is now crumbled.

Fading like those lip-prints
I once etched on your temple.

And it’s like feeling you.
Feeling you
When you
 Create
And I know
The taste of your music
Because
I know its smell.

I buried the stars tonight
Under the ashes of roses
And innocent Moons.
So that we may not wish anymore.

And I adore seeing you
Like this –
creating and smoking.
  …
.creating the life.
Which
I live afterwards.

Healing the cigarette burns.
.kissing your fingers.

Long since grey
 with ash.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 15, 2007, 14:27:29
Terrific.... :D
Really, what a lovely idea! :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 17, 2007, 18:03:50
I've just stopped watching the 11 september movie...So the result is here...
Feel awfull..I cried..And still feel something arising in my heart...


No screams.
Everything is muffled,
Covered with dust.
Just.
Look inside this mirror,
Corpses are in huts
Made of iron
Fluffs.
Pain is paved of pain.
Eyes that stare in vain.
BOOM!!!
BLAST!!!!
FEAR!!!!
HAST!!!!
SHH!!!! BLUHHH!!!!
Peaces of wraps,
Abandoned caskets,
Loosing flaps,
FEAR LASTS!
Like card houses
Calling premises
Finding no reason
Collapsing in wholes!
Ants inside tracks!
HACKS!
Panics!
Cracks!
Cranks!
Papers flying,
People denying,
Unbelieving their eyes…
BUM!
Like a doll
Having a stroll
From the 70-th to the first
Floor
A girl
For few seconds  -
Hundreds of meters!
SHASH!
All in dust now!
After crying
They are trying,
Finding,
Digging,
Pleading
For someone alive
Underneath iron fluffs.
No peaces bigger than iPod.
Lifesearchers are at fault.
New York.
I will remember
The 11
I won’t forget
The buildings
Once were slender
And now there is slumber.
And flowers,
And faces of dead.
Don’t forget.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on March 19, 2007, 05:32:58
Aional very touching. The image you prtrayed describes the loss and the sorrow perfectly with simpliest words.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on March 19, 2007, 17:05:13
To the last poetry- thats really very good how I find (like all too). I see it a bit in relation of Lacrimosas Fassade if i look this cover ..
And dearest I want say after reading your poem:

Hello peoples,
cleans only further your cars!!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 20, 2007, 13:34:12
Quote from: "Morgentau"
To the last poetry- thats really very good how I find (like all too). I see it a bit in relation of Lacrimosas Fassade if i look this cover ..
And dearest I want say after reading your poem:

Hello peoples,
cleans only further your cars!!

Shame on me,and u can kill me, but I still haven't heard the Fassade...and..I haven't hear most of their music.  :oops:  :oops:  :oops: I fell in love with the first I've heard - The Lighgestalt, therefore I can't judge whether it is so. ;) (I'll recieve all albums on this sunday :roll: )
And sorry, maybe I am a little bit out of the times and spaces after 9 lessons one by one, could u explain what did u mean??? :D  :D  :D
nevertheless, THANKS!  :P
2 Alex&Ra
Could u put some of ur works on this site, too? I'm interested!!!! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on March 20, 2007, 15:37:55
o.O
You don´t knowing the album Fassade from Lacrimosa? I can´t believe it. I have surprised you .. :D
What I mean is there was this assassination by much peoples and the tragic. Peoples have per telefon says good-bye to her family in this airplane and yes, it was awfull shure what happens on this day. All humens of the world were concerned, showed tears- showed tears- they came so fast as they disappeared. And now? It´s forgetting and nobody knows how- and why!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 20, 2007, 15:54:05
you mean that like every other tragic sitution it will be forgotten... yes indeed it is the crew thing about society that people forget their misstakes... that's why history repeats itself, people don't learn from these things they worrie about it for a time and then as if it is a kind of deffending system they delete it and within this and a few years people will have to think deep to remember what happen on the 11 of september???
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 20, 2007, 15:55:14
o and I liked the poem very much like all of yours Aional
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 20, 2007, 16:19:00
Thanks, guys. And I agree on the point that people always forget...But not ALL people. Some will remember. And music and poetry and books will carry this pain further...
If u only knew how much terrible have I felt before reading what all of u have written:)
Lacrimosa and ur words are saving me from the dispair. thanks.  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 20, 2007, 16:27:07
I agree not all forget, but those who don't forget will have to say it indeed in another way like Tilo with music and you and me and lots of other with poems where others paint like Lü sha and there'll be others who just carrie the pain in their hearts without saying a word, without even act as a human with pain...

And lacrimosa is a big support to many people Aional, many people need the words Tilo write to accept things the way they are like me, I need those words more then anything in the world because they help me think, they help me to get an own meaning about several things in life just because he mentions them and in another way I need them as support in life to carry on...

I hope you find the will to hang on and to keep writing cause the words you write down are very powerfull in my eyes...

Much love
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 20, 2007, 16:36:59
viele Danke :D
Music and literature are all of my life, so thanks again:)
I feel like I will tell thanks for the rest of my life :P  :P  :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 20, 2007, 16:42:46
you don't need to ... talent should be encouraged so...
I'll be waiting for the next poem ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on March 20, 2007, 17:07:25
@Langwaytogo

So in this kind, yes. What sayed us the cover from Fassade in full lengthens to example? There is the stage with the girls and she goes out of this room where is no demarcation .. Maybe we can call it Miss America? Because that is the american way of live!
This picture of Fassade showes how fast humens were to Stars, how fast her were will let fall from the peoples. Before a few years we all have admired the American way of live shurly, or not? I have thought 10-12 years before that must be the way in liberty .. And today? Well .. I´m disappointed because of my naively thinking politically I´m not pro America, shure not. But take the fall of the twin-towers, in Germany the peoples were frightened - much peoples in my near friend circle have sayed spontaneously it was a act of self- destroying from America to find a reason for the war against Arabien. I can´t believe it that it was a self attack .. but like the attack from Japan of Pearl Harbor in the second great war, the government knowing from that two weeks before the attack and has informed Pearl Habor only two hours before the attack but nobody has warning the peoples in the twin- towers ..
Maybe the assassination attempt was explained ten years before? What ever, it is obvious that the conflict between Arabien and America should spread it into the whole world.
And today any- maybe much too peoples say- it was right- and maybe peoples in the whole world think so too. Yes! and the same peoples grumble over the terrorism from Islam?! That´s so dirty!
And so we have let fall- Miss America, whole America ....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 20, 2007, 17:16:19
What a peculiar life am I in!!! :lol:  :lol:  :lol:
Guys, I was stressed that I wasn't amid winners who go to the USA for one year as an exchange student.  :D Truly, I don't admire them and I have time when I hated them and their way of life. I have american friends but many of them agree with me and don't have much illusions on the capacity and rapacity of their motherland, esp in political ways.  :P  :P  :P LIFE IS INTERESTING THING, though.. ;)

I put ALL my poetry on my myspace. But u need to be a friend of mine in there to see them. Does anybody have any intentions to become a part of that web hostage? :D
http://www.myspace.com/aional
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 20, 2007, 17:33:11
@Morgentau
Yes perhaps indeed, it wasn't only in your group of friends that this "possibility" did the round also here in Belgium many people where convinced that it was a self attack of America to indeed have a reason for a war... stupid bush...is he intelligent though it's a politic like any other my boyfriend said. I'm far far far away from liking the american way of living and thinking always have been far away from it never been in america though. I don't know it's just that we get a wrong picture as said before the press shows us what they want... bush has been rechoosed as president though he didn't got the overload of voites but there was a recounting and so bush did get the president of america again... was it or was it not like that, did they or did they not play with the voites? we'll never know, what we do know is that many americans hate bush for what he does right? so perhaps its not the way of living but just the conditions of how they live we don't like?
but do I get it rigth that you say that many people say that the war in Arabien is a good thing, or is it the fact that the attack was a good thing? in these two things I can only say... disgusting how can you say it's a good thing that people die in a fight between two "worlds" let say... wether it are americans or arabiens those people don't choose to die...that's my vision anyway.

@Aional
I'd love to but then I make my own myspace first...didn't do that for now  :)

Greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 20, 2007, 18:09:33
America vs Arabia?!
I've overheard, but did u mean THAT?
Hear first time, truly.  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on March 21, 2007, 11:09:36
Where write Morgentau it develops always a politicially discussion, sorry for that, because it is a thread for poems.

@Aional

I can understand your point of view, America is a very nice land in relation of the landscape. A friend of me was in such a project in America (Nevada) by a nice family and he was very unlucky as he must leave America after 6 months. If you look the amrican official seal, the pyramid with the all-seeing eye and the back side and if you know what that means than you can understand what happens in America. By the pyrmid, the lowest level is humanism and the politics in this level how other institutions (church to example) make any thing for a better "humanism" .. But if you go higher in this pyramid so more you find the opposide of the lowest levels (the kommunism is nearly in the middle of the pyramid) .. and the high point is the luciferian eye but that stands not for the american government.

@Lanwaytogo

Yes the fight against terrorism is not unfair but we must asked us too how develops terrorism? It give ever peoples which have a interesting to stir up conflicts, weapons dealer, politicians or a whole land. Take Israel to example which has supported while the war between Iran vs Irak both sides for his own advantage. Well .. we can say it would undertaken  much done to implant us the Arabiens and the whole Islam as a enemy-picture in our heads and because it´s a very fanatic religion let they themselves so easy used too ..
I believe yesterday was the fourth anniversary of the war America against Irak and the peoples have fear before the US-Army but I have read in a newspaper yesterday the most peoples don´t want a departure of the same in early time. Why need the USA 150.000 Soldiers in Irak? I can´t believe that´s a mission of peace.

But now I think it´s better to write poems further in this thread ;) or open a new thread about the topic terrorism if someone want.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 21, 2007, 12:19:16
politics...bluh...please, guys, not here. Let's create a special theme, yeah? :D
When I suddenly lost you -
Lost your heartbeat in noises,
People confused noises -
I was in darkness,
Without life,
Without music,
Without light to be leaded with,
Without hope to be relied upon,
Without things I besought.
I never had thought
That it was possible
To lost you, being a part of you,
To be drained of you, as deserts are -
I just loved, wasn’t aware of it.
I come to the windows
At midnights without sleep -
Looking at stars, becoming blind with tears,
When glass cools my hot cheeks
And brooks from my eyes
Create their way on the surface of windows,
Searching for the ship, that is
Drawn on the sky, drowned in love.
I am pleading gods for
Few moments of seeing clearly
You and your face with that grimace
Of pain that you bear fiercely.
You are my tender warrior,
You are my mighty knight,
And I am only looking for
The brightest time at night –
When u come to me,
Wiping my tears,
And kissing my cheeks –
If I ever betray you,
I’ll be not me.
‘Cause it is too frightening –
To lose you,
Being lost.


A white poem, I call them so.  :roll:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 21, 2007, 12:27:35
Getting confused,

Where am I and where are you,

Getting tired,

Where the sun and where the moon,

Erasing memory of the Past,

That divided us,

Splitting in 2;

Finding divine feelings

In following you,

Finding divine hopes

In fleeing to you,

Looking forward for nothing

But love,

Stealing seconds for being

Aloof,

Tearing myself apart

For being asunder,

Knowing that asunder we –

A whole,

Startled by going after new,

And ever-changing world,


Staring at the sky,

Full of comets,

Wanting to rise

Higher forests,

Telling the truth,

Falling down,

Damaging me

By applying,

Crying –

Whisper your name,

In defense.

Loving…

Mere love –

Only love's warming.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on March 21, 2007, 12:48:23
and a little poem from me too ..

In memory

(sry for writing in german please)

Mir fehlt Wärme
Mir fehlt Nähe
Strahlende Augen in die ich sehe
Kurzgesagt- ich gebe zu was mir fehlt- Deine Nähe

Kleine Prinzessin
Komm zu mir
Betrink dich mit mir
Ich schließe meine Augen
Mein Verstand gleitet ganz aus meiner Hand
Ein ganzer Tag ist so versäumt
Ein zartes Lippenpaar im ersten Kuß erträumt
Welcher alle Qualen, alle Schmerzen,
all deine Trauer und dein Leid
Mir tief ins Herz einflößt
Und das deine- sei es auch nur
für einen Tag- erlöst

Ich liebe dich
Noch etwas dunkler wäre die Welt ohne dich
Allein zurück verfolg ich dich
Kniend in den Schatten deines Lichts

Eine Krone, bestückt mit sieben Spitzen
Aura-Klugheit-Tapferkeit-Gerechtigkeit-Feinsinn-
Güte- und die Menschlichkeit
Dein Haupte ziert
Deine Anmut, deine Würde unterstreicht

Allein zurück verfolg ich dich
Kniend in den Schatten deines Lichts
An der Schwelle zum Nichts doch
Manchmal werden Träume wahr
Und eines Tages wird es geschehen

Mit dem ersten Kuß erheb ich mich
Seine Liebe wird mich tragen
Hoch auf in die hyazinthischen Lüfte
Wo des Käfigs Türen schlagen..

_____________________________________

Ein bißchen kitschig aber was solls ^^
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 21, 2007, 13:08:10
:D
 Schön  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 21, 2007, 19:46:26
yes morgentau where you write it oft wents out to be pollitic  :)

your poem is BEAUTIFUL :bigwow: I felt cold for one moment such nice words und du weiBt Deutsch ist in meiner Augen einer Sehr schöner sprache also entschuldig dir nicht!!!

If you don't mind I'd like to post one of my poems here to...it's one I wrote some time ago when things went a bit confusing for me...

My heart bleeds
Since the sun turned red
Since the moon
Got blue
And my breath stopped

Now It’s over
I thought
I cannot stay
At a place that’s
not free

the sun shines
in my heart
while at my face
it rains
all the time

I’ve never had
What I feel now
Love
So deep
That it’s unbearable

Just tree words
Keep coming in my head
I love you…

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on March 22, 2007, 14:44:22
Thanks,
I´m pleased that you find so nice my little poem, unmistakably the influence from Lacrimosa music of me, I was even a little bit frightened as I was ready and have reading it. :D

@Aional

Nice poem, I like the essence. Has you let the gaps because one must read between the lines? I have the picture from falling droplet in the water- isolated- one after the other one- if I read it ..

@Lanwaytogo

Beauti feelings and a dreamfull poem, me became a bit warm as I have read it and I must say, I like all your poems which you has written in this forum here- ever like the words from Kerstin Doelle: "there is so much more as words say" ..  8)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 22, 2007, 16:32:56
2 Morgentau
Yeap, it was made specially. :D
 :D  :D  :D
Does anybody have some other poetical creatings??? :D  :D  :D

From the void

From the very cradle of birth

I came to you.

Nothing more

Light is dim and I'm tearing you

Hoover near.

Look at me,

Look in my eyes –

Do u feel

How am I

Lost in ur dreams

And in dreams of u.

Lost inside.

Ur image is all

That supports me

In the empty Hall

Of mischievous life.

U r everything that I truly have

Although u r not a possession.

My passion

Forever –

For you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 22, 2007, 17:36:21
@morgentau
yup indeed Kerstin is a wise women and that statement of her I'll always remember it.
I'm flattered to hear it that you like my poems  :) they mean a lot to me... and your poem yes indeed I'v noticed that lacrimosa is in your heart... I thought for one moment this could be one of tilo  :)

@Aional
Nice poem like always and you have such an amazing way of writing you poetry really nice...

Devotion is what it takes
is this
why I live

to meet
and lose
to great
and hate

i'm not sure
of which direction
which way in life
should I take
to get
where I want to be

I lost you
to another world
that isn't mine
I lost you to the devil of dead
the evil inside
is what makes me angry
upset

upset
but still willing
to love
what I may not
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on March 22, 2007, 19:57:28
a poem not from me .. I have written it once day in "for all visitors" --> about religion

I´m afraid nobody has understand the connection in this thread to this "poem"

*
Wie groß ist der Herr, wie groß ist der Herr, dein Gott, Israel! Seine Tage haben keinen Anfang und Sein Haus hat keine Grenzen. Unter seinen Blicken wandeln sich die ewigen Himmel wie die Kleidung, die der Mensch anzieht und fortwirft; und die Erde ähnelt einem Stein, den der Fuß des vorüberschreitenden Wanderers flüchtig berührt.
Wie groß ist dein Herr, Israel, es gibt niemanden, der Ihm befehlen könnte: ´Tu das´!
Acuh keinen Schoß aus dem Er vorging. Er schuf unermeßliche Abgründe, über denen er nach eigenem Willen schwebt. Er verwandelt die Dunkelheit in Licht und erschafft aus dem Staub der Erde lebende Geschöpfe. Den mächtigen Löwen achtet Er wie eine Heuschrecke, der riesige Elefant bedeutet ihm nichts, und der Walfisch gleicht angesichts seiner Größe einem Säugling.
Sein dreifarbener Bogen teilt die Himmel in zwei Hälften und stützt sich auf den Rand der Erde. Wo ist das Tor, dass Ihm an Größe gleich käme? Beim Donner Seines Wagens schaudern die Völker, und du findest keine Kreatur unter der Sonne, die seinen blitzenden Pfeilen widerstünde.
Sein Atem ist der Mitternachtswind, der die ohnmächtigen Bäume belebtm und Sein Haupt vermag wie der Chasmin die Erde zu berbrennen.
Wenn er seine Hände über die Wasser streckt, so verwandeln sie sich zu Stein. Er schüttet das Meer an neute Orte wie die Frau den Teig in den Backtrog. Er zerreißt die Erde wie mürbes Leinen, und die kahlen Gipfel der Berge bedeckt Er mit silbernem Schnee.
Er verbirgt in einem einzigen Weizenkorn hundert andere Körner und läßt die Vögel ausschlüpfen. Aus der trägen Raupe ruft er den goldenen Schmetterling hervor, und den Leibern der Menschen befielt Er, in den Gräbern der Auferstehung zu harren.
Er sieht den Herzschlag der Blattlaus und die verborgensten Pfade der einsamsten Gedanken der Menschen, doch gibt es keinen, der Ihm ins Herz schauen und Seine Pläne erraten könnte.
Vor dem Glanz Seines Gewandes verhüllen die großen Geister ihr Angesicht. Vor Seinem Blick weichen die Götter der gewaltigen Städte und Völker und verdorren wie welke Blätter. Er ist die Macht, Er ist das Leben, Er ist die Wahrheit, Er ist dein Herr, dein Gott, Israel!
*
authentisches Lied


"Sein dreifarbener Bogen teilt die Himmel in zwei Hälften und stützt sich auf den Rand der Erde."

Can it be that this line is in connection with the "cold war" to example? And if this poem explained Lucifer .. I have explained a how and why, that we don´t should pray to him and we don´t should provoke and entfesseln him. For me .. he is not bad- not good- he is very mighty and he is creation .. like god too. God loves the variety and the bible says god has "clowned" itself and so we are humens. Maybe can now understand someone why Jesus don´t have prayed to JAHWE? ..

That´s my own point of view and he don´t must taken over from someone!  
I love the poems of us .. :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on March 23, 2007, 00:14:16
wow, so many wonderful poems!!!  :D
here's another one by me:

Half-year Birthday of Innocence
I have woven you
Like those old tapestries
till fingers screamed
.with pain.

In humidity
.of fairy-tale castles
And dusty
Pages.
.
of the legends…


I found out
 I’m still.


And cold no longer
Scares me.
. because
Sleeping Beauty doesn’t want
To wake up,
 knowing
how many ladies you’ve kissed the same way.

Rapunzel has jumped
From the tower window,
with her barley hair
around her throat.
.tired.
Of waiting.

And I’m long since
Allergic to faerie-dust.
.kept in those golden boxes.
I still have the one of my own.


Remembrance.
.what’s the use to throw away
A page,
When you can destroy the whole book?
.ash dances beautifully in the wind.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 23, 2007, 05:31:43
:D that's cute!!! No, really, I've imagined...Really good!!!  8)
But I still love fairy-tales...Especially Hauff's... :D

2 Longwaytogo
Das ist schön!
 :D

if u still aren't tired of me :lol:  :P
What are u doing with me, the image?

What are u trying to penetrate?

Why does my heart shiver,

Crying,

Calling for u?

How can you do it?

How did you dare?

Do you know this passion,

This despair,

This chaos, mess?!

Do you feel this pain?

Do you feel this distance?

God, how am I tired,

Flickering in flames of your love,

Crashing shells of people thoughts,

Fly in beauty and music.

God, how am I tired,

Floating in paddles that were oceans,

Picking up roses dark and black –

Symbols of love and despair.

Do you know what are you doing?

You are slightly killing,

Making feel asunder as a whole.

And at the same time…

I'm flying in light of your love,

Seeing images in shades.

Do you want me to see them?

Why, then?

Riddles, enigmas, pain…

I love you, image –

I finally told.

I want you, image.

I want to dissolve

In your arms.


Am I in despair?

I don't know how to call it:

I'm hurrying away

To someone,

Feeling a call,

Feeling pain.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 23, 2007, 15:34:58
@morgentau
Your idea about the devil well the devil Lucifer :-) I found out there are many devils in the bible so is baltazhar also a devil and many others... well I found it interessting. For me just like God the devil is a feeling, where as God is the feeling of being pleased, being happy got what I want and the devil is the feeling of being scared definetly after I saw "the exorsist" which made almost paranoia... well that's me my strong believe in everything which is supernatural and also natural is making me crazy sometimes...

and who can get tired of poetry Aional!!!

another beautiful one!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on March 24, 2007, 10:14:58
Yes,
there are any devils in the bible, Baphomet, Mephisto, Lucifer and the greatest is Satan. Awfull is that the jews have more than 3.000 years before any secret prayers stolen out of Ägypten, things which her don´t have understanding and you see the pyramid from the amrican seal of state. You can believe me, the peoples which calling Illuminati themself are without knowing what her doing, but maybe .. it give in this scene the truely "light-carriers-Illuminatis" too. I mean the truely descendants of Jesus Christus from the bloodline, I have hearing there are roughly estimated one-thousend.
See this poem- and my explanation as a gift, because now you are a bit more knowing as the liars of Illuminati which want bring us Lucifer as the devil- satan. Hope you like this poem .. : ))
And now- enough from that ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 24, 2007, 11:25:22
:D what do you think... of course I like it... I'm happy to learn things and to understand thinks... how naïve I can be sometimes  ;)

now here is another one of me I wrote yesterday:

To dark
my mind gets
with the thoughts
on another life
another soul

To dark my life gets
when I pretend
I love you
when I pretend
I hold you

The kiss
of sweetness
steals away
the tears in my eyes
when I look at you
and say
goodbye

hope you like it...

Greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 24, 2007, 13:47:44
I like it!!! I know what di u feel...I felt this way once :D



Even if I have no time to breathe,

Memory of you, like slight breeze,

Cools my hot skin,

Making my feelings keen.

I love you, my dear far-away supporter,

My mighty knight of black nights,

My every hour's helper,

With love to whom I can't fight.

I love you, despite my pain.

I can't go away.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on March 24, 2007, 14:11:12
Do you mean me if you say: hope you like it?
Of course I like it but I can understand it not really. You wanted loving a human but you had not found the love? So I see it ..

And than of course, you should say: goodbye

In next time a last Prosa- poem (not written by me) but she is very beauti how i find ..

@Aional

sweet ^^
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 24, 2007, 14:37:49
yes it was you I meant when I said hope you like it  :)

and in one way you are right, I have one person in my life I want to love but I can't cause he's to far away from me and then another thing that was on my mind while writing this poem was the fact that my boyfriend went on a weekend this morning so both these things are (for me although) in this poem. But as I said before (I believe I said it in this forum already i'm not quite shore) poems are ready to be interpret just like we interpret Tilo's music and lyrics we can interpret poems from all writers.


Aional this one is very very beautiful. So full of love and togheter with it so much pain. It makes me think of the poem my boyfriends wrote about a knight that falls  :) because of the last sentences I love you despite my pain I can't go away don't ask why it just made me think of it  :)


Lovely you walk away
as if the world has turned against you
as if my love
just flew away from you

I cannot say
i love you
I cannot say
I care
for all those things
you do for me
is loving
the last I approve

I cannot hold
the tears
I cannot hold
the smile
that turned up
when believe came upon me

my heart bleeds
everynight
when thinking
about your hands
touching
every piece
of my soul

and yet
you do not know me
yet
you do not care
about
my
love
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 24, 2007, 17:05:50
2 Longwaytogo
*weeps*

 :oops:
Reminds me of the feeling I am trying to embody in my music and poetry. Or, to say the truth, the feeling that TRIES to be embodied in my music and poetry.  :P U came as close as it was possible. My congratulations.  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 24, 2007, 17:32:19
:bitfit: who'se the women  ;) I'm glad to hear so ... I'm not the only one with those feelings I see  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 25, 2007, 12:51:40
u know, I just faced the reality again, so...Being me isn't a very nice thing - though I am getting stronger I still am an alien to the world...Not like I am not social - if I want to, and sometimes I want, there's a kind of a bunch of people who love me. But the reason is - we all can't be who we are really. I mean, only few people WILL EVER know what I feel and how I see the world.. It's qite messed up, but when I participated in some contest today...And got my results...after more than 1.5 hour the time they should have been recieved..they even were near...And that one particular person with VERY interesting parents recieved IMPOSSIBLE 52 from 50 MAX... And even If I wasn't feeling crappy after that, I laughed, to be absolutely honest, this practice of people selfishness ans dumb-wittedness is killing me. Men, I know who am I...What the hell u r trying to show me??? Sorry, why did I write all this???
Returning to the topic:

Yep, they did it again,
Created an awful pain -
But whether I’m tired or so -
What all this junk for?
Corruption and evil and all
I am far away – I’m in love
But it’s inconvenient to fall
When someone besides u not tall.
And damage, and stirrings in vain
We are slightly moving to void
But nothing like rage blows my veins
Although it is hard to avoid.
And even if someone gets hurt,
‘Cause everything our is sold
I’ll tell him that he can afford
What he wants – and this is the point.




Phony..How much they are falling disgrace
Torturing others, have hidden their face
Look in these eyes;  do u see this black light?
Rapacity has won the fight!
And what they are willing to obtain?
What I guarantee – they will be having pain
But what the matter for me? Am I a judge?
I want to get home quickly, before they cook their fudge! :lol:  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 25, 2007, 13:09:41
you wrote this because you where angry I believe  :D
and react on your statement of we can't be who we really are... I can be who I really am and you should be to... why pretend as if you are someone that another wish you where? I hate that kind of principles, I am who I am that is something I repeated many times to a boy I met a few months ago because I have the intention to think that he wants to manipulate me to things I don't like and whenever there comes reaction on how odd my way of thinking is or how strange I react i say well I am who I am and I cannot change it... I mean in the way of positive things of course, when someone sais me I am agressive to everybody I will look deep into myself to find the problem of it and will try to change that point but not when it deals with my person, my person in that way of who I became and who I will becoma... I'll give you an example... I'm gothic, in all my being I am and I've met a girl this year who is well yeah gothic she where's those "odd" clothes ("odd" because I don't think they're odd but others do) but I don't (not anymore, I where black often but I do not where those special clothes anymore) and people don't believe me when I say I listen to lacrimosa, I listen to goethes erben, I listen to my dying bride (metal but alright) and then I have something like why stick to a styl? why stick to the idea of all gothics where strange clothes, all metals let grow their hair, all punks put their hair straight up????? I mean what you feel is what you are, what you think is what you are and not like the old said your clothes make who you are... I mean I like the expression of the clothes but the reason why I stopped wearing them was because people don't see it like that and all I got by that was reactions of you dirty goth so I stopped being a goth outside but became it stronger inside I am an emotion human and will always be it.
I am who I am you see they may succeded in make me wear other cloths but they can't chance my way of thinking like Tilo said in his song "was du denkst bleibst du mir schuldig" and yup nobody ever knows what I'm thinking unless I say it...

nice poem though!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 25, 2007, 13:34:12
u didn't get what I meant....
"If I am silent then I am not real
If I speak up then noone would hear"(c)Garbage
And if I will scream someone'll get hurt.
The reason is - I never fake emotions, unless it is the only way to prevent people around me to fall deep inside the sorrow I am born with. It isn't like I am trying to conceal me 'cause I am afraid of people or that I do something to get... no way. the reason is - I have no RIGHT to lead them the path they didn't choose. It is my BURDEN. And that's why I will smile at their sometimes evil or naive jokes on me, the reason why I make them happy sometimes, why I help them whenever they need it... I feel much oblidged to them and sometimes I loath them or disdain them...I try to fight with it...My prior reactions were tears for them, now it's laugh... It is all messed up pretty much..It is like I am on the verge - If I stir inaccurately, I will or fall, or brake something. I am me, and I have responsibilities. I can't neglect them.
So it is as it goes, politics, wars and my world far away from these things and amid them.  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 25, 2007, 14:21:31
ok I think you tried to say now that you often fake emotions just to hold them of becoming you? that you laugh away the critics they give and that you help them anyway cause you feel obligated to do so tell me if I'm wrong, my languages are fading down because I don't use them that often anymore  :oops:

Well I can tell you one thing DON'T feel obligated to do so, you're not and the last one that will help you whenever you need it are them... I'm like you in that way I always try to help where the need to help is but I kind of hold that mother instinct of me for me right now cause I have found out that people aren't always as nice as they want you to think at the first moment... as stands in myspace I'M NOT A DOLL TO FOUL AROUND WITH and many people do handle me like that o you're my friend but only when I need you... and from the moment I have found out that people really are like that I have founded my own rules and number one rule is NOT ONE DIRECTION BUT TWO and that's one of the reasons that my best friend of college had to think about the words she said... we had a fight and she had more then right to be angry at me I also told her that cause what I did was wrong and I know that now but she was like putting me away she said I don't want to see you or hear you for a while now and that are the words you may NEVER say to me cause for a while is for me like well I talk to you when I need you, I'll be your friend when I need it... and I told her that she said well but I don't want to lose you and I said clearly then don't handle with me like I'm a doll... So please never feel obligated to help people and don't help people when it's not with your heart that you help them.

Laugh away critics is often normal I do that too, surtenly in the past when they became to critisize I was a gothic untill I hate it so much to hear them complain about my life i had something like look live your life I'll live mine alright. And the fact that you don't want people to follow a way that they didn't choose themselves, well it's a nice aspect about you cause most people are the other way around they feel happy and they think my best friend will be happy in this way to... but the fact is people have to look up their own way and I thought for a minute I had found mine but I know I have a longwaytogo and that 'll rest untill I die I believe the end of journey...

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 25, 2007, 14:31:01
but I think we're getting kind of offtopic  :D if you like to talk about it further I suggest we open another topic for this one  :D

My newest poem

Lovely feeling
is what you give
everytime I hear you
your voice
your smile

I can't get enough of you
whenever you tell me
what you think
what you feel
how you are

your smile is like
melting snow
in the first sun
of the year

Spring is coming
after mister winter has past
to freeze us all
we slowly discover
the warm feeling
of our inside
again

Greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: elen on March 25, 2007, 14:52:18
to the discussion you've started above i'd also like to add my comment.
because generally i agree with Longwaytogo, but i also agree with Aional and i see no contradition in it.
for me the point is that we are who we are, but often we can't let others know who we are without stoping being ourselves at least for a while. which means that if it's not in our nature to show others who we are, without breaking our nature we'll always be somebody else for everybody. so or we are ourselves for ourselves and for nobody else or the others see us the way we wan't to be seen, but we are not what they see anymore.
i hope i wrote it the understandable way ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 25, 2007, 15:03:05
kind of... but I don't think we cannot show ourselves the way we are without breaking who we are... I mean if I meat someone it'll always happen because that person starts talking to me unless I really got something to start about but it's not in my nature to seek contacts by talking about the wetter... that's me myself and then others know that also that I am like that cause if they have nothing important to let me know I want do a story about myself you see... one time there was this guy on my train and he started about him missing his previous train and there for he was on my train I said mm nice and the men knew I wasn't interested in his kind of strange way of getting in touch with me... instead of another men who asked me o do you know if this train stops in Wetteren I said o yes it does always every train to Mechelen stops there so... the men thanked me for it said his name I said mine etc. the men knew I was interested in what he had to know and what he told... and so it goes on people know perfectly how I am, what I do, how my point of view of somethings are without me changing anything about myself sometimes even without saying it out loud there I have a kind of clearly mimic... So I am myself for myself and others see myself the way I truely am...
And I don't say I never change, I sometimes do when I know there is a relationship going down because of my attitude... in that way you may say I'm kind of egoïstic but on the other hand I'm always there for people who know me even if I don't know them very well...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: elen on March 25, 2007, 15:10:05
i'm not saying it's not possible.
i just think there are people who can't show themselves without loosing a part of themselves. because e.g. their character makes them not show more than necessery to the others.
but it doesn't go like that for everybody, of course. or rather: to everybody it works to a different extent. because how open you may be, only you really know yourself.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 25, 2007, 15:12:01
that's a fact and even that may change... Like I said longwaytogo
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 25, 2007, 15:23:26
I shouldn't have begun this... 'Cause we are again off the theme!!!! :lol:
2 Elen
u r right.
For example, such a person is...me.

People have opposite ideas of me...And noone posess the truth.
Sometimes I wish someone would.  :D
2 Longwaytogo
A beautifull feeling again! Sincerely!!!! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on March 26, 2007, 03:55:27
Longwaytogo I like the flow... and the emotion. Very sencire.
Here's my latest:

rose_of_my_Innocence  
I was killed yesterday.
I took no notice.
I realized on the next day.
For I cut a rose
And she decayed.
Her gloss has tarnished.
A golden flower...
A glimmer of Nature...
I prayed...
For her to reborn from the ashes,
For her to forgive me,
To forsake me not.
She whispered to me...
Her petals on my lashes:
“Rest In Peace. You shall not be deplored”.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 26, 2007, 04:43:23
Alex&Ra
As always, my profound congratulations.

To post the newest one?  :lol:  :lol:  :lol:

No sound,
No word,
No melody,
No letter.
And I am told
Of what’s the matter
With me.
No note to carry it –
No sentence,
No scream,
No yell.
It is just how I felt it,
Rejecting to obtain
And comprehend.
Where have you been
Until this pain was built?
Do you feel guilt?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 26, 2007, 13:14:23
This is what I become when I'm angry with the world ... just to let you see another part of me ... I liked it because it didn't happen that much but now it just screamed to come out so I just wrote the words pupping up in my head without thinking...

if evil comes
and takes me by its hand
I'll love to see
how fire burns
upon my flesh

how tears come out
and dissapear
for ever
gone

It felt so nice
to be like you
but now it's over
I sold my soul
agreed with Satan
life sucks
when you're in it

with my greetings
I'll send demons
into your life
who'll torture you
like you me

and don't aks
don't walk away with tears
I loved you
and I still do
just fucking answer
to my dream...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 26, 2007, 14:21:30
Being an enemy of urs is a tough job, isn't it?
IMPRESSING.  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 26, 2007, 14:25:52
it's in the first place difficult to become my enemy since I'm very willing to forgive people and to listen a quality many humans have deleted in their being... but yes once you really pissed me off I'm wel almost the devil himself never met him though ;) but you know...I can be mean to people in my case I think words hurt often more then just fighting...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 26, 2007, 14:59:55
I almost haven't ever fought.
But what insulted me were words.


Really, words can make feel crappy or heavenly happy...when they are said genuinely....or even when they aren't..but they are insulting....hmm...Words are power!  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: elen on March 26, 2007, 16:28:22
yes, Longwaytogo, it's a part of you i didn't know.. or rather i knew how angry you may get (espacially while protecting something important for you) but i didn't expect  you being angry so conciously..

from my side i can say it's hard to hurt me with words. much more with facial expression or a gesture.. words are something you can easily deny, and something you can answer, at least.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 26, 2007, 17:16:41
ever got someone before you who ignored you? that's the missing of words I can tell you; rather you want it or not angry you get after a while... ever got someone you love very much saying he or she faked his/her emotions? that are words that truely hurt. I can name a thousend of such situations and in many I have been as wel as hurting as being hurted... For me words are next to music the only way of expressing what you really feel, what really makes you angry and yes you can kick someone because you hate what she did (I once did when I was younger boy that girl made me so pissed of) but you'll never hurt the heart and when you want something to know how said you feel about something he or she did is by saying something (for me rather hard to do) of which you truely know it will hurt... I do it rather subtile I make a game of words in wich the message is clearly like a poem or a riddle...

And being angry is not my favourit aspect, I know I can be really bitchy when someone touches something that stands very close to me (like Lacrimosa or my poems) but it's a reflex of me and you know you never saw words of me being really really really angry at the word untill in this poem I lost my coinfidence in human, I lost my believe in us, my believe in the world. My believe in society I lost long time ago and will never turn back therefor people make me to much of a stressy animal and wherefor? to give those rich politics more and more money to spoil in yup what they call society no thank you (in Belgium there is one or other politicus that said we should rise the enroll money for students to be shore that they fulfill what they started, in my eyes that is the last thing you should do to get that... to give an example why lack of confidence)

I wrote another poem today:

said goodbye
or just
I cannot hide

your arms
around me
your hand touching
my blushing cheeks
your smile
that comforts me
your eyes that say more
then thousand other words

other because
you cannot lie
I cannot hide
with one look you knew
my outside insideout
one look was
enough to know
this was not
goodbye
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 27, 2007, 04:24:17
And now we touched the society... People are mostly seeking for their profit or themselves(If u know what I mean). I hope I am wrong with this "mostly", but it is how I've seen it, recenetly.  :D
Longwaytogo, u certainly have caught ur Muse these days!  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on March 27, 2007, 06:27:13
Aional, Longwaytogo, your write is bewitching!
I wish I could express myself as much fluently. I sometimes find it hard to pour out all the feelings since they can't be explain by logic :)
I wrote something today...

|fire. fly| effect.

I keep counting. Minutes.
and they just won’t stop flickering…
And it hurts to hold the tears like this.
.it hurts.
like thoughts about you.
like the strings of sewing stuffed in the cuts.
I never notice...until pain blows off
the remains
of my sanity.\in case I am still sane/

so I linger... my sewing...
my pain.
.they blend.
like fire-flies
making love to phosphorus.
.becoming light.
.
come, dear beloved...
thou ramble eternally...
..I'm like orbis de ignis...
for I never could take you by the hand
and lead you to our house... our home...
comfort you in my embrace.
.and it hurts so much, my darling...it hurts.

. because I gather Autumn leaves,
not flowers..... ..... and I am no Persephone
to bring you
freshness of spring...

isn't passion imperfect?
destroying our very souls
like hurricane
. . .
.
but you see,
I can't stand these days of naught
when sun shines above
and everything seems to be dead
and wants nothing. not a single thing.

I've fallen in love with
s.t.o.r.m.s.
long before they crashed my world.
.through you.
...
.guess how much I love you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 27, 2007, 07:28:02
Alex&Ra
 :shock:  :D The highest mark.... And u use commas as another tools to express urself? That's cute! GREAT IDEAS!!!  :D

And what ur humble friend(me) wrote today...Really, I am in a hurricane of feelings now...Dunno what to do, ye....
Why did u put me inside this cell?
What do u try to obtain, making pain?
I am lost and I want to be free
Close ur eyes in my dreams -  let me flee!
I am what I firstly was born -
Close enough to be urs.
U found out it and sent me dreams -
Wasn’t concerned I was torn.
They were telling me I am a doll,
They said they did adore…
Look in my eyes and tell what you see -
Nothing dolly in me!
Hair free loosing and blowing by wind -
On the roof stay alone.
Someone’s crying but not reaching me,
And not ringing my phone.
Let me be free, let me flee!
I am tired being in the cell!
You think u r my master, my all,
But I can’t so tell!
Nothing is said but I can’t fall in love
Until u’ll say me goodbye!
Silence creams in my earphones.
Why do u try me to tie?!
I will never be yours if u want….
And I want to be his….
But my soul screams and shiver my knees
When I imagine all this…
Let me be free, I’m tired being a doll -
Broken wings can’t rise me up!
I am all what u wanted from me,
Give me this one last stroll…
I am yours with tears on my eyelashes…

Actually, it IS a song...But...it is all so cruel..So cruel of him...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 27, 2007, 19:51:55
My idea? poetry can never be bad and logic???I don't think expressing your feeling has something to do with logic!!!Since I have no logic mind and I write as if it's nothing the words just flew out of my mind to the paper in front of me :-)

What I try to say... your poem is beautiful as are the others you posted already...Thanks for your complement I'm happy to be of service would a good friend of me say ;-)

Aionla as usual well don  :D I truely can find myself in it!!!!!
THANK YOU!!

Sweet greetz
Longwaytogo
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 27, 2007, 20:55:17
I forgot to tell I agree with you Aional about the seeking and I'm rather a  seeking myself person I'm the last one to sit on my money or to put myself before others neither am I someone that spoils money or that has no love or respect for myself but there is a healthy balance between me and the world...but society no I don't believe in society it dissapointed me to much and what is society? is it we as humans? or is it the pocket of politics, I see many things as pocketmoney for the polics... Belgium has so many money guilts to europe, but our minister has writen a "free" book about HIMSELF and "free" because it's paid with money from Belgium so the money we give "society" and why a book about himself? to promote him. He's the one who sais the taxes are lowered in these years I was on top... bullshit everyone can say they are just raised when he was on top good politicar??? I have my doubts and that's my right...for how long.

Poem of the day :-) :

Lost what I was
My aim
is
or better
was
to get
to the bottum

I've seen
to much of you
to much of me
to much of us
why

I lost you
in another life
saw you back
but when
lost
I am lost

to the sideway
of my life
I know
I find you someday
speak out loud
I love you
as only words
I can produce
by the sight
of you
your heart
my love
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on March 27, 2007, 23:42:53
Quote
My idea? poetry can never be bad and logic???I don't think expressing your feeling has something to do with logic!!!Since I have no logic mind and I write as if it's nothing the words just flew out of my mind to the paper in front of me :-)

well, i'm not trying to write logically. i mean, I don't sit and tell myself "ok, let's put everything in order", it's just my way of expressing... to make everything clear. Because I don't much like vagueness.
---
And the thing that you wrote about politics is true to most of the countries, I guess...And this circle of wastes that we call society is of no truth. With it's mass-media, industry...It's all about money and power.
There's much more to life than they say. And we've got to stay strong and be what we want to be.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 28, 2007, 05:48:06
hm...
Politics, politics...The only thing in politics I RESPECT is the Human Rights Decloration and, relatively, the UN. If I fail to make what I decided of me, I'll be a part of UN. :oops: I hope so... :D
And about logic...I know that lack of logic can produce feeling of logic, so we are humans, don't forget about it. :D  But as a big fan of Edgar Allan Poe I can say that the world without logic is a dead world. I mean, logic lives in arts much more than in Maths(forgive me, Elen :D ). It is NATURAL LOGIC which we were born with, that guides us. So logic appears in poetry, it must be in it, or what for then? Every literal or musical creatings are created sometimes UNCONCIOUSLY in a special order, called to provoke special feelings or thoughts on a reader or spectator.
aND OUR SOCIETY.... As Russian great writer Dostoevsky once wrote:"Even if all people will live in glass palaces, I'll hide from this apportunity and will come and throw dirty stones in the palaces." Doesn't precisely this way, but I hope u understood. The beauty of our world is in its illogality(sp?), therefore it should go the way it goes. Only by arts humans become noble, so the burden of future lays usually on gifted people. Its our gift and our damnation.
As my Ma said:"People like u are born to feel pain. U just feel it more than other around u. " 10x her.  Now I finally now WHY all this shit happens.  ;)
2 Longwaytogo
as always - Schön! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 28, 2007, 13:08:14
I feel cold….
Mighty Lord,
Release me from these chains,
Relieve me.
I feel pain,
In circles again,
Quaffing the chalice
Of nepenthe,
Huffing.
Dear black angel,
Squatting behind me,
Give me this poison,
Daunt me.
I know you are here,
I feel you are breathing,
Touching my back,
Biting.
Every night,
I ‘m dying,
Every night,
Denying,
Being with you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 29, 2007, 16:59:54
AMEN :)  Can't say anything more then what you added to the topic...

Aional LOVELY poem this is one of your most beautiful poems in my eyes!

I see you
speaking words
I cannot hear
wisphering thoughts
that may dissapear
in the silence noice
of nothing

the sun turns red
my day is over
I'll be thinking about you
though
I hate you

so many people
not one
sees the shit
in this world

I'm calling
I'm yelling
I'm hoping
where do you hide
how can I
reach you

love is deep inside
wanting to come out
to flow into the world
and leave
what I already left
far
behind

greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on March 29, 2007, 23:24:41
I don't agree that we are moved by logic. We're moved by instincts that expell logical way of thinking. Life has nothing to do with abstract models, therefore it has no logic...
---
Your poems are wonderful as usual!!
Here's what i wrote today:

I worship your etched lips
As they stencil
Another cliché…

"I don’t want to die
In the arms of man
Dearer than I"


And I would tear my veins
To grant you roses
In the hailstorm of tears
For you never could tell me you care…

That night the curtains swung
As I peeked out of the window
Into mournful darkness…

Do you enjoy watching me come apart?
You once asked me
And I used to transcend into the sharpest thorn
Of our Garden
So that no song your heart would mend
(in the bleak shades of dawning)-
Nightingale dies in the end.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 30, 2007, 04:18:24
Quote from: "Alex&Ra"
I don't agree that we are moved by logic. We're moved by instincts that expell logical way of thinking. Life has nothing to do with abstract models, therefore it has no logic...
.

Life has nothing to do with abstract models???
And what then human hopes, dreams, plans and even the very love? ;)

The last one. I think I won't write for a pretty long time now.. :D Until my dearest will drive away from me.... :cry:
BUT! :lol:  :lol:  :lol:
And I was tired,

Feeling torn,

And I was sad,

Being told,

Of who you are -

You are my fear.

And nothing seemed to be wrong -

But no one seemed to get right;

And we came out of sight

And switched off.


and another, much longer one :D
If it is Fate...

I should say thanks.

But shiver

My knees…

Not free,

In despair,

Commotion,

Pain,

Damnation,

Faint…

Blackness…

I lose consciousness

Feeling u near

Silently yelling

Getting tumult,

Breathing crazy air…

Chaotically moving

On the bed,

Breaking off hands,

Minding of different lands…

Devilry

Of yours

Kills me…

Breaks me…

Freaks me…

Find me.

I can't bear it

Anymore…


As always - BEAUTIFUL poems....girls :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 31, 2007, 12:17:17
:shock: stop writing NOOOOOOOOOO you can't do that  :D I know the feeling, when the reserve is empty you have to fill it first before writing some more...

My newest:

sun
and all rises
sun
and all lives

clouds disapear
my heart full of luck
on my face
a smile
cause my tears
are dry

I cannot speak
those words
of cruelty
destruction, evil
where are you
satan
that spoiled the world
with darkness

light is back
and as dead brings
I die
slowly
in the shadow
of what they call
heaven

and another one:

walking
talking
I cannot hide
from you

cannot lie to you
thruth
worhty
I'm dying

when will roses bleed
when will the baby cry
I hide
and silence
conquers me

when the shadow
falls
and let me feel
the pain
I'm dead
I'm a goner

angry
at myself
for hiding me
from you
for falling in love
and regret
the roses
that bleed
the baby
that crys
and I'm
I'm a goner
I'm dead.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 31, 2007, 16:05:06
THESE ARE MY FAVORITE OF YOURS, LONGWAYTOGO!!!!!! *applauds* :P LOVELY!!!!! :P
U was right! I can't stop WRIGHT!!!*a rythm... :P *
I AM SO MUCH HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :lol:  :lol:  :lol:
this one!


I can’t move my eyes from yours,
From beautiful kind oceans,
From your blue eyes!
I can’t move from you;
I breathe with you!
We are so much alike,
Without devilry fights!
The feeling has grown!
The pain has flown!
The life shines!
Until you are gone,
While I can see you,
I love you much more
With every feeling
Dedicated to
You, my lovely dear,
My sly angel,
The conqueror of my fear,
My teller…
I love you
As I can!
YOU!!!!!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 31, 2007, 16:19:57
glad you like them  :D haha you will see how my style changes now, cause I'm in a stressy period of study so I write more then that's one but often they are more melancholic too cause I'm more melancholic when I'm studying...
I'm really happy that you like them  :D

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 31, 2007, 18:34:27
Why u'll be stressed by studies???
Cheer up, lady! SPRING!!!!!!!!
I am in love, therefore I am HAPPY! But I'll be sad...pretty sooooooon :cry: but, nevertheless, I am happy! And wish u will!!!!!!!!I believe in it! Cheer up!!!  :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 01, 2007, 07:00:24
Quote
Why u'll be stressed by studies???

yeah, Longwaytogo why?
it's warm and nice even in the nothern countries :)
keep the warmth within you and it'll be ok!

Quote
But I'll be sad...pretty sooooooon

Aional, why? Is your beloved leaving?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 01, 2007, 07:15:39
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES(((((((((((((((
HE's LEAVING...And THE WORST thing is..when he returns...He'll leave me again...And..And...He lives in Russia...And...And... :cry:  :cry: I don't know WHEN will he return again then, though...Though.... :(
Therefore after one energetic poem there will be again a bunch of sad ones(
AAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! :cry:
Hope the music will help me))))
Cheer up, girl!  :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 01, 2007, 08:56:48
I am totally out of my life...I am totally...I don't know..I'm crazy :(
I’m creating…
He is a good guy:
Clever, funny, fine.
Cute…But…
We are alike…
It’s nice to be with him..
But light is dim.
And, ye! My eyes are full with tears…
I quaffed the chalice
Full of love…
Please, won’t leave me, please…
Love…
Why?
How I try
To dissolve in love with him…
But.
You still have power over me,
And life doesn’t beam…
I felt happy ere I remembered
Your face;
I’m falling disgrace…
Can one of you…
I can’t!
You crack me…Rack…
And I must tell you:
What I feel..Is some other
Type of love…
Not ours..Not our type…
It’s of practice some way..
It’s nice to be together…
To talk, to learn, to be…
In spite, despite of..whether
Is it right of wrong..
‘Cause it is right for them…
But nothing screaming,
Nothing tumult!
No mutiny! ‘Tis not real!
And I am dying…
I am just driving
Away in never-ending dream…
Of love for him.
But…Slight reminding…of you…
And…
Pain…
And…
Shivers again…
Tearing my soul
Apart!
I’m tired…
I want to coil
And to sleep
Inside the circle
Of your gentle arms,
My sweet,
My heart…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 01, 2007, 11:44:43
:D well done...that will be a releaf I guess to write that down...
Stressy, I'm always stressy in a period of studying although I like to study and I'm happy I two weeks to do so, but it's to much and I have to less time...probably you'll not understand that  :lol: It doesn't sound logical two weeks and to less time...the fact is I'm a kind of perfectionist when it comes to studying I always try to remember details and such things and then you lose time, I also want to understand EVERYTHING and that's kind of impossible when you book counts 474 pages...but at least I learned from the first semester I worked like hell and didn't made it so I'll try to relax a bit more while studying since I have another 5 weeks of lessons after this study period...anyhow the stress will be in me but I guess that's kind of normal when you want to do it right...writing will help me and Lacrimosa too like always in my studies and exams and living  :D

Next poem:

I see the flowers
see the trees
I count the numbers
on the back of the
lady birds

cause with every count
I'll get a wish
I have many
many dreams
who'll I guess
will just stay
right
there
where they are now

since the day
I've looked
into your eyes
I'm lost
as lost
as a newborn baby
in this world
of hell
of fire
of ridiculous rules

I count the sheeps
on the meadow
I lose controll
become a wolf
for them a devil

blood I taste
cries I hear
those babies lost
into my soul
I cannot hide
I cannot run
where to go
with those hands
of a murderer

nightmares
strange thoughts
who am I
am I real
I cannot think
I cannot sleep
where are those babies
who cried
in the night
of devilish destruction
...lost
in another world.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 01, 2007, 12:14:38
wow...I REALLY LOVE this one...!!!!But..SCARESOME :D
And another one from me...I'm really out of my life)))
If you only knew...

What do you do with me…

If you only knew

Inside what cell you put me to…

If you only felt

This metal belt,

That squeezes me,

So I can't breathe…

That squeezes me,

Killing, filling

With tears…

If you only could…

But you tore us apart…

Mighty Lord,

Please, stop!

Heavens are unreachable

I do know now…

Precious happiness you created

Dead for us…

My angels…

You know my love.

You know, I can be cruel..

But my love is gentle!

So fragile…

And I am cruel,

'Cause I am scared…

I am nothing but a child…

Love rose me up…

But what the aim

Of all these pain?!

I will love two…

I will be killed

Of pain it'll bring…

I'll search…

Being not free!

It's…not my guilt.

Know it!

I..damn myself…

For the weakness…

'Tis all for you…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 01, 2007, 12:43:05
yes kind of devilish, I'm always scared at night the last weeks... that's me  :D
Your poem is nice, I know exactly what you mean with this one  :D it's a gift to be able to do so... most people have no clue what's the hidden message in my poems eventhough most like them but are so far far away from what I try to tell perhaps that's why they like them because they can see an own interpretation...anyhow well done I like your writing!

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 01, 2007, 15:58:21
huh! IT's so nice that U UNDERSTAND WHAT I FEEL!!! IT's awfull...when noone understands u!!!! :D
I'm glad! ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 01, 2007, 16:02:37
yes it is awefull when none understands you I know the feeling... :cry:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 01, 2007, 16:34:37
Cheer up! :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 01, 2007, 16:38:30
:D Do my best
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 01, 2007, 21:01:51
Leben
zuviel habe ich
dir geliebt
zuviel
habe ich
deiner Bild
anschaut

Ich kann es nicht
Kann nicht leben
ohne dir
zu anbeten
zu lieben

Mein Herz
tut weh
so weit von dir
Mein Herz
tut weh
ohne suBe Worte
von dir bekommen

Traumen ist das einzige
nur
traumen
kommt hoffen
und nur hoffen
komt
lieben


Number two:

so SuB
dein Gesicht
so geliebt
bist du

bis das Ende
liebe ich dir
bis das Ende
stehst du
bei mir

Gefunden habe ich dir
und nimmer
lass ich dir fliehen
schauen
ein KuB
umarmen will ich dir
und die sehnsucht
bleibt immer
selbst
ohne dir...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 02, 2007, 12:50:19
In german?But BEAUTIFUL... :D

My..And...(((((((((((((((
If something happened to you….
No, I won’t continue…
HAS something happened to you?
GOD, if happened, why I don’t know?
My tears sliding,
CRASHING AND SLICING
My heart…
One last flight
Of the butterfly…
I’ll die
If something happened!
Be they damned!
I…
Why
Do we care
When only in despair?
I swear!
I…I love you…
I feel so lonely
So regretful
EVERYTHING’s PHONY
BUT YOU!
Where are you!!
What…happened…
You told me…
Everything will be right…
And now I write
Of my pain…
PAIN…
TEARS…
No one will save me
If..they..I can’t…
I’d rather be dead
If my worst dreams are true
If nightmares of this night
‘ll become alive….
FIGHT!
If you can!
BREATHE!
If you can…
BE!
I ASK YOU!
BE HERE!
I need you!
If you can’t…
I…I…
I’ll be dead…
There is no place
In the world without you
I’ll go into the void
‘Tis my sacrifice for you…
I hate this waiting…
Not knowing..Scary…
This is so scary…
Why, the Lord
Did you put me here
Let us meet…
And now..this hit
This BLOW!!
I saw…
Your face…
I..God, why?
Tell me, FATHER
It’s allright!
Tell me, just
TELL ME…
TELL me…
Tell…
Tell…………………………………………………….
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 02, 2007, 13:02:55
nice  :D
yes sometimes it happens that I think in german very strange and then I write german poems...glad you like them :D

lovely greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 02, 2007, 13:06:04
This happens to me...But I'm used to think in English, truly... :D Maybe someday I'll think in German, too..who knows? :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 02, 2007, 13:17:47
there is a person who told me that you can know from someone by the words to curse himself  :D I always say scheiBe  :D sais enough? :D well perhaps you will do someday, I mean I hardly every think in my own language and reason one...I'm too often here  :lol: and reason two I read often in English for my studies so much that I almost write in English during studying  :D But I don't care it's a good way of make it a language of my own  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 02, 2007, 13:42:43
That's true. I have no time to read but school literature in my native language...I'm used to English, that's all. I feel it with all my soul... :D
it helps me at times like this. :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 02, 2007, 13:49:07
ow hell I know that situation with german then  :D even when I was a little girl I knew more german then my mother  :D Tilo is a great teacher! and therefor I became at secundary school in the 4the year and my teacher looked at me like how can you understand this it's impossible and I gave her translation English and Dutch(my language) and she looked at me like  :o impossible haha
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 02, 2007, 13:54:16
u was a prodigy at languages, aren't u? :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 02, 2007, 14:00:59
I was proud at my tongue in that period cause everybody saw me as a strange gril in the negative way and with my languages I was a strange girl but in the positive way... they've even asked me if I had sould my soul to the devil, I answered if you want me to... :D I always thought it was stupid their reactions,I mean I'm a very sensitive gril, an emotional human I care about feelings of myself and others and I hated it when people ignored my feelings, my emotions, my thoughts!  :D and the thing is Today we live in a world where you are nothing without languages so...happy me :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 02, 2007, 14:30:18
:D YEP! :D
LANGUAGES are good... :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 02, 2007, 19:07:58
feeling weak
I crawl
I speak out loud
your name

I'm dying
for no reason
I slept away
I'm dying

speak my name
say all be alright
now you're around
unbelief
I feel
I slink
I hide and seek

I find
passion where I can't
take it
I find
love where love
is for all

sorry
is the only thing
I can imagine
mea culpa
I cannot find
what
I was
seeking
you

in mind of my dear grandmother
I miss her :cry:

Lovely greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 02, 2007, 22:34:40
Hey, girls! :)
I've been desparately preparing for my exam, which is in a few hours :) and
so I couldn't post anything.
Yet still the poems are so great! And so many!
Here's my latest:

eloquence.

'I drew you inside my eyelids, sweet angel
those azures I have carefully entwined
in twilight, blessed
with every breathe  that you take'

..

I have you combined together.
. those little pieces of attraction...
like a gemstone bracelet
on the aged skin
with diamonds glittering
between wrinkles
of my dying pulse. promising forever.

I know I miss something in your words always
but I can't help covering in goose bumps
when you speak poetry like that...

I know I miss
those things which only my heart can fully understand

and I'd die to fall asleep forever..
to caress the patterns of your lamenting hands
with my lips that bleed crimson.
.only to breathe in the turquoise of your eyes.
...
because that is so much more than love.
*

Aional I'm so sorry that your beloved is leaving. I'm in the same situation so I do understand you. Keep holding on.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 03, 2007, 08:11:50
may I cry :cry: it's very beautiful, very sensitive  :) I like it!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 03, 2007, 10:14:31
Alex&Ra
Thanks! And ur poem is VERY beautiful!And sensitive!
Hope, ur exams were good! :D Hope, ur love will return soon! :)
Longwaytogo, very-very nice!!! :D
SPRING! Oh, HOW MUCH DO I LOVE THE SKY!!!ESP IN RAIN!!!I LIVE BY THE HEAVENS...I LIVE BY THE SIGHT OF THEM...
Returning to the poetry... :lol: My last one..  :lol:
They asked me to do a favor…
(They called me the Angel).
They brought me a fading flower
With kind sweet flavor,
And told:” Heal it!”
And cried:”HEAL IT!”
And begged: ”Save it!”
I touched the pretty thing
With fragile petals….
I had no time to think:
It was ill as was ill I:
It lost its wings to fly –
It lost its leaves.
I peered inside their souls –
They were full of regret,
They wanted not to let
The death to conquer.
I shrugged with fear:
I saw a boy, who, cruel
Did fret and fume,
Being wrath,
Paved the path
To the flowers’ heavens.
His eyes were blue
With sky’s hue.
He looked at me, kneeling,
Asking for help.
What I felt?
Pain.
My glance fell upon the flower.
It changed, dying, its flavor
To the heaven’s smoke.
I shivered in cold.
How to hold such a life?
How to give them denies?
I was staying like statue,
Predicting the failure
Of my power of life:
Without a will of the ill
We can’t interfere,
Can’t disturb.
And it died
On my hands.
And they left
In regret.
And they told
I was weak.
And almost no one
Came to me since –
To the angel with wings,
But without feathers…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 04, 2007, 12:52:27
What's the point of this love?

I won't fall in despair again!

Even if it makes my Pain

I'm wholly yours,

I am your gain.

What 's the point of my tears?

If they wouldn't reach your ears

They are spoken

They are Token

They are light to help your search.

 :lol: I am again alone here? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! :cry:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 04, 2007, 13:50:59
nice one Aional, very nice one, very sensitive  :) I like it very much!
no poems for me today I guess...you know where to find them...

Greetz
me[/list]
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 04, 2007, 22:57:51
great write! emotions are boiling, right?
Here's what I wrote today:

You’ll follow me with tears
.|Ful|.filling your blue eyes,
Showering my traces in rose petals...
I’ll reach my Moon
Hoping she’s the only truth.
I beg thee...
...
Silvery Queen,
So young in your April beam...
.. . ..
...forsaken soul...
He promised me to stay.
I would rather leave...
Remnants of Autumn despair –
...dead souls...
Poured through our broken hands...
And even in slumber he shone...
With memories.

He.
My knight.
...
I
Lied
To mend his splinted flesh...
From dusk to dawn he was but a shadow
Like me.
Yet
Much more real.
Beloved...
I need you near.
So fragile in this immortality.

He always placed a candle carefully on the floor
Hello, dear old soul...
.
....
Let’s play pretense it’s OK
And that there always was a chance for you to stay.
I would wrap you in copper-red leaves....
....for in bleeding souls it’s always dark they say...
..
.
It is sad...
...I shall kiss away your tears...
..Don’t blame me..
.I’m but a child.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 05, 2007, 07:30:54
nice!! no not nice GREAT!!  :D

what do they say
nothing
no single word
reaches my ears
and true my ears
my heart

cause
that's where they go to right
when will people see
what's wrong
why we can't live
healthy
and normal
and without pressure

I hate to live
right now
I don't feel happy
don't feel
lucky

lucky me to know you
since I don't
I'm not lucky
when 'll come the day
that bless us
and looks
quit
normal...

My greetings
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 05, 2007, 13:19:05
:D
Cheer up, lady!!!!Cheer up, girls! SPRING!!!!
BEAUTIFULL!!!!!!!! :D  I'm about poems now))
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 05, 2007, 16:27:08
I just love..u know... :oops:  :lol:  :lol:  :lol: I'm TREMENDOUSLY HAPPY!!!!

You said me I need you.
And all the dark was filled with light….
You said and it was new
The precious feeling of this height…
And chime and domes of sacred shrines
Were in your words, in very lines…
And birds were singing our song
So full of hope, so full of love…
I love you, dear, love you more
Your eyes, as precious as this lore
Of being loved, of love not vain
Without pain, without despair.
I know you don’t want to break me
Don’t want to miser, to give pain
You do what I cannot obtain
And I am thankful once again.
You are of my fears mighty foe
We both love Poe…
We both love light
And we are light.
We both love music of sad tones
And switch off sounds of cell-phones
When message comes…
 When message goes
I’m sure the answer on the way.
I know this isn’t just a play.
We love the sky
We love the Spring
We love all these so common things
We love to walk, and my heart sings
And strings of heart is getting tenser,
And I know I have a defender,
And I believe and listen to
What do you say, what’s said by you.
I love you,
Simply love you, dear…
Your soul, your eyes, your everything.
The way you smile, the way you chase,
The way you answer, way you hate,
The way you look when I dissolve
In eyes of grayness, blueness of!
I love you, An….
You are alone
In my heart…
You are my light..
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 06, 2007, 02:09:08
Aionalit's beautiful! I want to fall in love too :D
Longwaytogo thanx! And don't despair!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 06, 2007, 07:50:40
yes its beautiful Anional...
This is for my newborn niece:

So tiny
a little bit of happyness
came
right in time

your smile
eventhough
you don't see the world
your cries
eventhough
you don't know why this world

so tiny
so small
so helpless
but so sweet
I already love you
with all my heart

my light in the darkness
that's what you are
my star in the night
when I got lost
lost into this world
lost into my soul
that's where you came
and warmed
my frozen heart
and made me feel
how beautiful life is
sometimes...


with love
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 06, 2007, 12:25:15
10x!
As I already said, Longwaytogo, I wish I had a niece :D
I'm happy that u r happy with it!!! :lol:
Alex&Ra
The spring came few weeks ago...Nothing's lost, believe me 8)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 07, 2007, 16:28:35
you can't find
if you seek
you'll do
when you wait

If I could only
speak the words
you need to hear
heal the pain
I've costed you

If I could just
let you see
what
and how

what can I do more then wait
for you to come
and calm my
restless soul

what more
then a desire
that wont go away
can lead me the way
to you
and your mighty soul?

for who wants it...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 07, 2007, 17:30:42
*sobbings*

There were lies….And few traces....

To get the reality back and faces

Turned dark.

There was light, so deep in the cave

I wanted to dive and to dare

To touch it –

No way.

Hey!

Celebrate!

I am dead!

Hate!

I am not

What you thought

Was I?

Lie!

Try to fetch

Try to catch

Try to find!

I!

Can't you deny?

I am a lie…

I was angel….

I cry…

I was

A demon

I'll die….

I was a rough

A mankind

I was a doll

Was unkind

Was a fool….

I am a goddess

Am I?

Moon follows me

Climbing High.

I try to flee

Can't deny

What am a goddess I

If can't protect

Can't tie?

Once I had a power to predict

Now I lost my wings

Lost my tears

Lost me….

'Cause I am the Sun…

Take fun,

Human….
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 07, 2007, 17:33:37
:D beautiful!! and honest wish I could be that honest, wish i had lost my wings... but that day will happen, and come sooner as I want to believe  :D thanks for the chat!!!


Greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 08, 2007, 04:37:45
Longwaytogo, Aional my compliments, ladies :)

I distinctly recall a memory of you
in those days when I breathe too much
to pretend I'm dead.
.like I used to.

and I remember disdain written
in every line of your face
as I found myself tracing them with my tongue.

.and that ignorant look you gave me,
which I thought was love
but which you told me was only admiration.

I scratched the moles on your neck
.afraid to grant you death
but at the same time hoping to steal a part of you
and place it on my face as a beauty-spot one day

playing Aphrodite
.intriguing time.
with those ink hearts I once drew
on a piece of patchment
to fit myself into five more minutes
because it was too pathetic to die.
/
in the past few days I found myself
changing my attitude to the world.

I see everything
in a different way and am not able to
express anything.
like words entering a deaf person's ear,
I'm aware of nothing.
agnosia.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 08, 2007, 04:44:53
Alex&Ra
Know what u feel, can imagine.... :D Good! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 08, 2007, 10:33:41
very nice...your style is so I don't know how I have to give words to it...subtile that's it  :) it's sais so much though you have to think about it  :) nice, I love it and think I found the emotion in myself Thanks for sharing!

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 08, 2007, 15:31:19
For my dearest who ever it is...

I'm lost

 I cannot find my way

where are you dearest

I need your love

your face

your words

 

I found you

but how can I get to you

how can I say all be alright

what I felt is real

what I dream

are memories

of a second past

 

desire so big

that I can't survive without you

open your eyes

look at the sky

and let me know

that its really you

my dark angle

my dearest

I lost long long long ago...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 09, 2007, 11:56:52
Longwaytogo, that's a PAINFULL one.... :cry:

mine:
The Testimony.
God told me I needed love.
I needed you.
Light sang me I was for love.
I heard but you.
They swore to lies
And cramped swords –
You swore to me.
Why now should I
With sliding tears
Tell “Bey!” to thee?
Goodbye!
The wind sneers
At my hopes.
Love DISSOLVES!
Not much of your love
Has returned.
**************
I read The Testimony,
Sending pleas.
Hope God’ll save thee.


Not knowing why did I write this one...'cause everything's right..hm... :?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 09, 2007, 12:04:12
human mind has nothing to do with human soul, what you think is not what you are...I hope you get what I mean this is agains my scientist part but anyhow I lost is already so...
And yes pain in the heart = desire so I get used to it anyway Thank God and his idea to creat love, passion and desire, cause what would a human be without????

Nice poem Aional even if you think everything is alrigth it doesn't need to say that you cannot feel abandoned, even when you think all is alrigth and you have all to be happy that you cannot feel sad...it's a good thing to know that eventhough all is alright with you  :)

i'm a bit in a well thinking day, I'm thinking about life, love, me, you and hey what's it gonna be, am i going for it or not you know  ;)

Greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 09, 2007, 12:08:03
U r right ;) Have a GOOOOD thinking, then... :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 09, 2007, 14:43:53
Nothing is forever – does it?
Yes!
Looking in this mirror
I see – glass!
Trying in concealment
Hide my pride,
I dissolve in silver
Mooning light!
Nothing is forever – am I
Right?
Then what for to waste now
Our life?
Love is light -
Am I
Right?


What's with me?????DONNO!!!!!!I LOVE!!!!!!!YAHOOO!!!!!!! :P  :lol:  :D  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 09, 2007, 15:06:23
see those tears
running down my face
it's hard
to think that you
are not you
and me
is not really me

where to hide
from society
that's cruel
and often TO honest
with me
with you
with us

the sun shines
though a storm is
raising in my soul
I cannot hold this
much longer
I cannot rize
and shine
not any longer

where are you
and what is your name
why am I looking
for you
why didn't you
just ask

why do I love you
stranger of the darkness
why do I long for you
every night
why do I dream
what cannot be
and long
for you
as if
tears are just
fading stars
of my shining soul?


 :roll: there's a lot going on in my mind...I hate these periods in life...
Aional love is a good thing, nice poem!

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 09, 2007, 15:25:48
Honesty is good....
Is society honest???
I dooooon't think soooooooo..... :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 09, 2007, 15:30:50
that was the point yes...that society makes its own honesty...you see people act for the best of others...they think...you did get my point although you thought me beïng naïve wasn't it... :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 09, 2007, 16:43:07
I'm naive myself, though.... :(  :lol:
Hope u get ur answers! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 09, 2007, 17:39:43
desire
is what keeps me alive
without
I wouldn't be
a human

a monster though
a demon of destruction
a lost soul in prison
why I feel
like I want to
but though
I'm not able
it's not yet
time

the sun shines
soon it'll be dark
like it is
in my heart
that longs
for your touch
your kiss
and your warmth

friends is what we were
friends is what we'll be
believe me dearest
it won't take long
not
anymore
I promise...

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 10, 2007, 00:06:35
oh, there's so much pain and darkness and hesitations here...
it was always strange for me to see people... I still say that it's all about the attitude. Take a look at crippled people, who have no legs, no arms... they are happy just because they live, they're happy just to be.
Take a look at old people who have no one they can turn to and be comforted by. How can we say we're lonely and the sun doesn't shine for us?
 We've got to look outside a bit more often.

 Coeur de Lyon
I’d like to remember us as ghosts
Floating around the silent castles
So very elegant and wistful –
The way we were the other day…

Stars never spoke that loud.
And some olde soul
Told me
To listen

Because if you listen careful
enough
You may hear the sound
In which
      the dream is born
      and the heart is torn.

The sound which is priceless,
The sound which makes you beautiful.
When being beautiful outside
Doesn’t mean feeling so ugly inside...

But I fear shadows have died today
And the truth has gone,

Because if the way to happiness
Has to lie through the murder
And if being right to you means killing
An innocent being…

Then the price is too high.

Because to me
it takes much more courage
To leave the mundane,
To leave all the lies,
and stop pretending
That this circle of wastes is worth of something…

The price is high?
I pay it gladly.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 10, 2007, 07:44:17
nice poem!!!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 10, 2007, 13:10:26
where to hide
that I'm happy
where to run
while I'm shy

what for
could I love you
where to
will you bring your star

I found out
what I feel
deep inside

I found out
why I care so much

I love you
and that my dearest
is ALL
that matters

Greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 10, 2007, 13:17:09
:D  :D
Honest!
Great that u r happy now!!!! :D  :D  :D  :D  :D  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 10, 2007, 13:19:22
not just happy...happy with all my being  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 10, 2007, 15:31:25
Just, you know, - disappointment.
No despair,
Only pain
In dry eyes kills me, gathered.
Yes, I feel – embarrassment.
Go away.
Nothing’s fair
I did know it -
Why stopped I?
Hi!
You are alien to me know
Cruel,
Unknown,
But favorite….
I still try no indulge you!
No way –
Too late,
That’s my fate.
Maybe you are trying
To do the best
The best for us?
Do you know how hurts
Dying love?
HUST!
God! I still try to indulge you!
What for?
You chose!
Forward
I go!
Thanks!
I felt happy…
Just – thanks!
Though my heart’s sunk..
1.   I can’t let these tears
2.   To pour out.
3.   I have proud.
4.   That’s your fault….
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 11, 2007, 09:58:08
special  :D i'm still happy aional!!! ;)

I still see
The recognition
I still see
The smile

I feel regret
Though
What can I do
Against the blindness
Of a human being
What can I do
Against unbelief

I wait
My dark angle
For you to come
And calm my soul
To take away
Despair
Desire
And pain

I wait
Until eternity
To get what I seek
What I found
And what is lost
In the deepness
Of another soul
My lost one
I miss you!

With love
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 11, 2007, 12:30:00
sensitive..
I'm glad that u r happy!!! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 11, 2007, 21:11:11
I dream
my stars
they hide from you
love so strong
though
what holds me

look at the moon
she shines
as a bride
to her dearest
she gives you answers
you could never find

I feel so lost
so missunderstoud
so dissapointed
though so happy

the flower leaves
this world
while I sleep
and dream
my dream
with you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 11, 2007, 23:07:41
Longwaytogo, it is wonderful!!! I get very happy when people are inspired by the Moon and the stars... :D Thank you!
Here's my poem, it was written in Autumn, but the mood is similar to yours I guess...

Beneath the Moon
When the autumn be young
And the woods be serene
We were walking
amidst the falling leaves yellow - green.

Handfuls of icy-cold water -
Well of dreams shall never dry...
Oh, lady Moon shining so bright
Thousands of mysteries shall you reveal...

Shall we water those roses
That have deceased
Or shall we let the new ones grow?
Oh Lady Moon, shall thou foresee
The future near?
Shall thou us console?

Let not that freezing taste
Fade away...
Let not those roses of silver turn to gold
Let them remain fragile and clear
Do not let the Night be gone...
At least in our souls.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 12, 2007, 07:57:32
Beautiful  :) I do love the moon and the stars...I always look at the moon at night when i able to see her thoug :-s belgium  :roll:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 12, 2007, 11:30:36
pretty.... :D

This one is totally weird....I was in a kind of trance while I was writing it..Though...IT is ODD... :shock:  :D

I felt cold,
Emptiness inside,
Putting shreds of the glass together,
The glass, mirroring my life.
Fight!
You said me to fight!
To rebel without a cause
It’s too close
To insanity.
Feuer…
Ich halt zu dir
Ich nicht mit mir
Ich bin töt.
I feel cold.
Nothing…
Shivers crawl on my skin,
Facing
The mirror of shreds.
Bad-bad.
It’s too late.
Why this fear
Makes me fly?
Die…
I was told to die..
Nah!
I won’t do it, ‘cause…
I love dusks,
Light isn’t my enemy,
My heart’s keep telling me –
I still have time.
I
             Still
                       Have…
Time.
Die Zeit.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 12, 2007, 21:06:35
it's wonderfull aional really, even if it is weard just because you wrote a german sentence(which isn't odd in my eyes but I know your opinion about it) doesn't mean it are true emotions and they seem very beautiful!

My newest:

Am I able
to call you
friend
as if we live
like brother
and sister
as tree
and blossom

I miss you
is all I can pronounce
and don't ask why
I do not know
I just
miss you

the moon stairs at me
as if I lost myself in it
the stars whisper your name
and in my dreams I meet you
and hug you
as if it is
the last time

I miss you
it seems
illogical
unbelievable
but
I just
miss you

With love
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 12, 2007, 22:42:57
Aional, a postmodernistic piece ;) nice.
Here's mine:

Pale.
A contrast of darkness and light.
Hands gripped tight.
I could never understand
The infinity of the sea...
Yet still it lures so strong.
Where do I belong?
Spreading ebbing waves...
Icy-cold embrace...
“You’re painting a picture of everlasting life...”
Sweetheart, I’ve never been trying to survive...
To thousands of words I’d prefer your smile...
Wait a while...
I know.
You think you’re ought to go...
May be that’s why I love you so much.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 13, 2007, 11:31:13
nice one Alex&Ra!!!


Angst zum lieben

ist dies das ende
warum hoffe ich
warum lebe ich

ich kann es nicht
nicht noch länger
tragen
mit mir

um dir
Tränen fließen lassen
und weißen
ich kann dir
nicht lieben
ich darf dir
nicht lieben

Ich kann nicht mehr
bin ich tot
habe doch angst
will dir
nicht noch einmal
verlieren!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 13, 2007, 11:53:07
:D Beautifull!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 14, 2007, 13:14:39
far away
I hear you screaming
all the love
you share with me
I cannot
give it back

far away I feel
the silence
that pups up
when I feel bad

far away I see you
crying
though what is it
that makes you
feel so sad

I cannot hold
all those words
I cannot keep
all those secrets

I love you dearest
I love you badly
and I cannot hide
that it's you
I'm looking for

hear my scream
read my words
feel my love
and take it
as
a gift.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 14, 2007, 21:38:55
Longwaytogo Beautiful as usual! :D

I lost a day
While I was tracing dragonfly wings
To find out
What actually enabled her to fly.
And she whispered that I also was beautiful
In my own little way.

And her solemn perfection
Made me shiver
 Always.

And still I would
Long to be as light
As the whispered word

And the movement of her quivering
 Wings.

And I was tearing her veins
To see if she would carry on
Without her physical part.

And it was bewitching.
Almost like watching the Moon wax
Rather than watching her bloom.

Watching her wings rend…
Just because I didn’t know
How to fix my own.

And I knew then that the day
When I’ll be able to capture
The radiance of Moon
Into my cheek bones

Will be the day when I’m beautiful.
In more than just a little way.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 15, 2007, 03:29:34
....very WISE.....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 15, 2007, 08:26:21
very nice poem, nice style of writing  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 15, 2007, 13:19:09
funny how I am still able to write surounded by all those worms of which I need to know every latin name  :roll: I HATE IT...but though interesting :)

I fear
my deep inside
what will I become
if I give in to this

a devil in disguise
an angel of darkness
in a blue sky
warmth by the sun
that gives me it's energie
I need to think
I need to cry

I fear the feelings
I did not know
what will they tell me
if I listen carefully

that passion lives
among us all
we can't escape
too weak we get
by follow the rules

I remember things
who've never been
though
I live
a second life
within my dreams

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 16, 2007, 04:21:07
nice one, Longwaytogo! Though a bit sad  :(

Will I ever dare to break off the silence?
Will I ever be able to find words to speak?
Since we left all the warmth behind us
Shall we ever go seeking for it?

So many years passed...
It seems now shadows have chained our wings.
Like those silent castles
We stand come all the winds.
When souls desperately try to fly...
To catch the breath of trees...

And thus we stay united with our woe
Dust and memories running through the scars.
Sometimes you shine like the Sun...
But what is the Sun?
...such a small star...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 16, 2007, 12:10:58
sad...but...pretty...and smart.



mine...Pain walking with the love...But...Why? I must be thankful for all these lessons from my Angels...And that they came now...But..Warum so tief?!*sobbings*
 The reason – no reason.
I just fly away
Wings broken, no feathers –
You did it this way.
For love I need to pay!
No care....ness.
This awful mess…
Too complicated,
Too bare-faced…
You didn’t care…
My heart screams
Forcing blood
To flood,
To be insane,
Unreal.
Ich nicht will sehe
Will nicht stehe
Ich will die LIEBE!
Liebe?!
Liebe!!!
Histerically
Screaming
Me…
Deny!.. Say you were wrong
Just think so and pick up your phone
Just call
Or write…
No, no! Don’t do it! I…
What’s with my pride?
With my high pride?
Not tight.. One week
And love got weak…
It wasn’t true
Was it?
I am naïve…
You care but you of!
I take me off,
Sobbing,
Taken aback.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 16, 2007, 14:05:46
I can't hold myself
from love
loving you
is the best drug
I've ever tried
loving you
holds me from
listening to my heart
that bleeds every night

pain is what we all feel
what is left
of the warmth we got
when we started to live
I miss
my happiness
I miss
my tears
but at least
I have my love
for you
that'll never die
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on April 16, 2007, 14:31:14
beautiful last poem Longway :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 16, 2007, 14:42:38
:) thank you morgentau :)

Aional very sensitive though bit I don't know with the knowledge you gave me I could say don't worrie be happy smile  :) everything 'll be alright when you follow your heart (good one to say it though) but anyway you'll find your way! and I LOVE THIS POEMS of yours!! :)

Alex&Ra very beautiful  :) as for me I like the wind and trees passing by in a poem they are things that well give a certain reality to it  :) I really love it also the way you choose your words...souls that try to fly away very nice you thouched me deep with it  :)

Greetings
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 16, 2007, 21:32:22
Longwaytogo
Quote
Alex&Ra very beautiful  as for me I like the wind and trees passing by in a poem they are things that well give a certain reality to it  I really love it also the way you choose your words...souls that try to fly away very nice you thouched me deep with it

thank you :)
nature is the greatest source of inspiration, isn't she?
 I am your Shadow
The last embrace before the morn -
Come wrap your arms around me...
I held the Moon once...
But her beams were shadows
Compared to your silver light..
It matters not that you are
Nothing but a memory
And your warmth I may not feel.
My touches would only calamity bring...
I wish you could smile
And say it shall be fine...
But you fade away the very moment I get near,
Getting lost in the rays of sunlight....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 17, 2007, 17:54:45
:D very beautiful one!!!!!

I'm very happy, normally I wouldn't be home before 9 this evening but well things turned up to be over sooner  :D YEAH!!

 on topic:

without any fear
I wispher your name
without thinking
I kiss your lips

I love you
within the deepness
of my soul
with every piece of my heart

a little sunshine
a shining star
that's what you are
within
my life


Greetings!!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 17, 2007, 21:16:52
:D happiness shines through!
latest one:

these days my dreams are torn
like crumbled rose petals
on the floor
after the holiday
for somebody was scared
to throw them away.
...
drops of blood fell
on the white paper
as I tried to catch them
with my quivering lips.
and you  passed outside the door
looking at me in such a way
as if they were your own...

and it seemed to me then
that each drop will not fade
but turn into petal... blossoming on the book core.

and you'll be as much scared to vanquish them
[remembering] you once liked roses
and bringing the pages closer to your lips
hoping to breathe the life into them.
...
and it'd be the only way for me to kiss you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 18, 2007, 19:34:51
beautiful!!!

I close my eyes
all I see
is this lovely
face
with a smile
that brings me in heaven

I dream my dreams
with you in it
I love this world
I love your eyes
I love my life
I love
though
I feel sad
and miss this world
within my dreams
I dream
with you

Greetings
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 18, 2007, 22:08:36
I can feel your love shining, Longwaytogo! Very sensitive.

if your muse dies, you die with
be here now
if forever
is not a term
to speak of love.

words are idle
just like my hands
that can do nothing.

I cradle my wrists again
but still I can't reach
my lost wings that
hang off the new born Moon.

some souls are olde...
they know what it's all about.

can I borrow your wings?
it's the last remaining cloud
and then.
I kiss the ground.

guess how much I love you.
.. because I don't know myself.
in these hours of twilight
when I was born ages ago...
faeries died..........
.....and in my soul there's their tomb...
.because I feel more than I can say or endure..
and the Moonlight is so magical..
.I'm coming for you....
~~
I have headaches when I sing too much...
it's like having too big heart
that pulses in your breast
and I would tear my skin
to let it go
along the song flow...............
...ghosts and roses...
it is so romantic...but not real again.
it's not the truth.
/no..
and the Lady has hidden somewhere
carrying my wings away.

I got used to live without them
but still...it's nice to see
they are.

they will forever be,
if not my own,
then somebody else's...

I think I'd cry eternally if I could
because I cannot be..like this..
compared to the beauty around me...
...i'm not worth...
and it is hopeless, of course,
to hope beyond hope.

 And I'd paint a picture of everlasting life
if I ever did try to survive.
 but i....
have..five more murders to be committed...
.it's all the hyper chondriac type...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 19, 2007, 17:50:21
VERY long one, but very beautiful!!

I once asked
the stars
to lead me to you

to bring me peace
and love
to hide me
from my fears
and let me
brake with my pride

I asked the moon
to bring me you
to love me
to say your words
with your lovely voice
your doubtfull eyes
and confidence smile

you make me proud
and make me see
that fear
is not to fear
just
love

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 19, 2007, 18:57:20
I screamed it out
lost controll
I had my doubts
though
fear
hides me from thinking

about
life
love
hope
I can't see the light
can't see the dark

this bird tells me
how to love
to live
and perhaps even
to hope

but who fears is me
and what I fear
is my heart
that 'll love
forever
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 19, 2007, 22:33:12
Longwaytogo how very strange...
Quote
fear
is not to fear
just
love

to me fear and love are the opposite things... And this poem also reminds me of "The Party Is Over" :) Nice one!

I would rather be someone different
So that I don’t hear those words you say when we meet.
Oh yeah, I’ll pretend I’m terribly busy
And cannot find a slice of time to fit you in.

Doesn’t matter that I’m obsessed with boredom
Doesn’t matter that I’m nearly dead
I’d rather pretend that I don’t have a place
To rest my head.

And thus, pretending, I may not be
But it seems you like the way that we are
So I’d rather smile...
Anyway, you’d never believe me...
You never were up to leave me...

I’m still searching my head for something clever to say
When you are beside,
So that you pretend you understand
And I am not that lonely to die.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 20, 2007, 03:12:44
masterpieces...
Simply...GREAT! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 20, 2007, 04:15:19
Aional thank you! It's been a while... How you're doing?
Today is a great day for writing!! Another one from me:

...|r.aVe.n|...
.i almost love to watch how your
..ghost-like..
..shadowy... fingers...put a rose
in my trembling...
....hands/...
..& i will be bold in speaking your name
Like thunder whispers from the weeping clouds....
.the every sound..and every breath...
..so charming...

/arised/ from the slumber in each other’s/arms/../
...in the meadows of Heaven...we run.. through.. this life..
..Romantic..
...in our tears...
.I’m sorry for making you so...beautiful..
.. ... ..
..won’t you paint my heavens, now that the storms have cried in your arms?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 20, 2007, 08:28:31
Lovely to stand up not to early see the sun and be ready for the day which has been a LOOOOOOONG time ago :-) so just puping in to see those lovely poems  :)

AleX&Ra yeah well for me fear has often to do with love...I'm tooo afraid of losing everything I love since well everybody knows...and that's why I wrote it just to explain this weard thing I got that comment a lot so  ;) and the fact it resembles "the party is over" (I checked it out cause I didn't hear that song for a long time, mostely it's einsamkeit and Angst that I put in the cd player so) is coïncidence, I just love the stars and I ask them many things though they mostly never answer  :roll:


Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 20, 2007, 13:24:35
Alex@Ra, that was great! :D
Well...I am doing...normal) 'Caught a cold, lost my love, bumped again with human egoism and was called a "damned evil witch"...that's pretty fine, yeah. I'm used to humanity...Or I believe in it. :D Hope u r getting well too..to judge from your poem :D

one of mine..the last one..Written..few minutes ago... ;)
You lost me.
Tears are sliding down.
To fawn…
No, never!
That is simply me
Simply my pride
Did you consider this?
I am not a toy.
I exist!
I have rights!
Fights!
Switch on lights!
I want to dissolve in them..
My requiem
Will play forever
Eternal
AS pain.
You simply LOST me.
Tears went dry.
I want to try
To flee
In NOWHERE
When no one
Makes pain.
The place
I can’t reach
Can’t obtain…
You lost me...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 20, 2007, 13:25:45
Kitty, maybe we ask them 'cause they CAN'T answer??? :?:  :lol:
And suddenly I got it all:

The reason of your slumber,

The point of my pain,

And my decision to go away

Grew invincible.

More stronger

Then ever.

Forever…

Do you remember my soul?

You dug this hole

And the sole of your boot

Smashed my eternal hope.

Fault...

It really bugs me

That whatever I do

I don't know how 'd u react.

A fact.

De facto, I am scared

I wanted to be a whole

My levels weren't low…

But what for?

This is all rotten

Come to an end….

Tend…

Wow, I felt cold.

That's merely odd…

I loved you…

But does it bother you?

A man with high criteria

With perfect behavior…

You smashed me, I again

Afraid to believe

Afraid to take pain..

This is the last time

When I write to you

When I let me

To burst in tears…

Those fears

Were real…

I want home.

:oops:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 20, 2007, 16:55:38
yeah perhaps the only things in universim that don't make me unhappy nor happy...they call it neutral...

So much anger
though
all that fear
in your eyes

you don't know me
yet
you hate me
and kill me
with your fucking lies
and attitude

why is it
that you desire
to conquer me
to fight
and still
have no words
for what I'm saying

I hate it
to life with you
though
I cannot
live without you

I got very angry today while waiting at the train, there was this group of guys staring in my directions clearly talking and thinking that I didn't hear them because of my mp3 ...wrong I hear everything true my mp3 so I got very very mad cause well what they said was not really nice...I hate it why judge when you not know?????

Greetings
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 20, 2007, 22:11:38
oh, Aional, Longwaytogo, so sorry to hear about your disasters :( stay strong and never pay attention to those stupid people, both of you!!!!
And btw, nice poems! As usual...
And one more thing to Aional - I love the way you write.
I used to write rhymed poems when I was about sixteen, but now I tend to write in a 'white poem' style... But I happened to write a rhymed one the other day!

Fare-thee-well dearest soul...
It’s been so long since your breath last warmed up my hands...
Every night these dreadful shadows on the walls appear
But there is no one in who I can find solace.

Dust lies safely...
Our memories it consumes too soon.
And the flowers that you granted
No longer lay pressed in my room.

Our finger-prints on time have vanished
And sea-shells have sunk deep in the oceans of woe.
Night has stolen the light of copper coins
That we dropped in the wishing well... oh, too long ago...

And those scars on my wrists
May tell so much to those who are eager to see.
Those wounds left by your touch...
May be they ache... I can no longer feel.

Words will offend, we say so much in silence
So let us stand for the last one night in cold rain.
These raindrops dive on the ground just like the tears of mine...
Yet only they do it to ease the deafening pain.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 21, 2007, 10:50:56
Lovely poem Alex&Ra and I agree Aional has a nice way of writing...me myself is not able to write in rhyme but that's also because I just write words that pop up in my head and I'm not very rhitmic so perhaps that's why I don't write in rhyme...but I admire people who are able to do so!!! CONGRATULATIONS Aional!

And yeah well people are just people I guess and I try not to worrie about what those guys said about me (cause well they don't know me) but I do care about what they said about Lacrimosa which hurted me very much but o well as I said Why judge what you not know?? I once did (I relised) but I know how important it is to judge yourself and admit what you do wrong and for that I hate it so much cause I know I've hurted people myself because of prejudges and that's why I hate them (not when they deal about me, cause I did it myself I can't be mad when people do it with me but though when it's about others and there life...)

No poem today to hektisch I'm going to a fest this afternoon so no time to write!

See you tommorow!
Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 21, 2007, 14:46:45
:oops:  :oops:  :oops: Thanks, but....I don't think that u should have told all this..But thanks.... :D

And u, girls, write...PERFECT!!! I admire u!))) :D
HAPPY fesT, lONGWAY!!!! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 22, 2007, 08:52:56
You won’t believe me
But I don’t need your believes
I want to quaff the nepenthe
That heals.
 .....You will desire me
     ..........You will be damned, bury your hands
       ................In the yellowish hot sands
          .................Of the love
               ....................That is DEAD.

You are inside me -
Screaming your pleas,
Saving chalice…
What is chalice?
A cup.
That’s enough.
    ......You want to have me?
      ........Come and try!
     ............Your desire
       ..............Isn’t a waste of your time?
             ...........................But it IS.
Why did you kill?
Why did you this?
Why did you kiss
not me?
Why did you miss
me?
Why did you stop love?
Hoooope!
Was dead as my love.
Do you want to enwreathe or
Embrace?
Give this love a final breathe...
Why I wrote like a scroll?
I’m afraid to fall…
You won’t catch me then.
CAN!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 22, 2007, 10:46:23
how I feel
abandoned
lost in a way
indescribable
for what we call
human

you're like
an angle in disguise
like a mirror
to my soul
though
how hard it is
to understand

I feel like longing
and missing
but I hate you
and love you in the same time
that it's too much to deny

come home dearest
come home to me
as if you
never
left

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 22, 2007, 23:20:50
:shock: wow, Aional... I'm in awe... Bewitching...

a small faerie-tale, I have written for my sister

Today I opened the window
To give my greetings to the stars,
They winked at me through old willow...
She smiled and her branches aside she cast.

In the serenity of evening hour
Sisters spoke to me, gleaming from afar
I asked them why Lady Spring wasn’t coming,
Has she forgotten her lads?

They told me she was on her way,
But hurrying to us she passed by the dragon’s cave
Where all the faeries have already gathered,
They wanted the Lady to stay...

And so she sat with all her friends
Telling them of her long way.
After that they slept a while
And they danced and sang.

But the Lady said
“My friends, I’m so glad to be with you,
But there are so many people waiting for me...
Lady Winter has been so cold to my lads,
Too many trees want my warmth...
We’d better now leave!”

And so they rode on the fairest unicorns,
Dragons above them, gryphons behind,
They traveled through meadows and forests,
Singing merrily in the countryside...

And tomorrow, when I wake up,
I know the Green Lady is there,
The trees are awaken and the birds are singing...
Oh, I am so happy then!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 23, 2007, 14:45:54
Number one (I got great inspiration)

TAKE MY LIFE
I don't need it anyway
I cannot live

take my soul
cause I'm a nobody
no matter what

take my breath
so I can die
in piece
without worries
without love
without hate

but never forget
I'll take your everything
I'll torture you
untill you die
I'll become a demon
of which
you don't dare
to dream
so live
or die
my dear

Number Two:

who are you
dark one
that steals my shadow
whenever I pass

I saw you watching
saw you thinking
saw you killing
the last love
inside of me

I heard you screaming
heard you heart
fading
lost long lost

your soul was leaving
for another
destroying life
where are you dark one
to steal my shadow
whenever I pass?

Third one:

it kills me
this end of passion
this never ending longing

SCREAAAAAAAAAM
I cannot hold it
I need to run
need to hide
I cannot go
cannot stay
leave me demon
leave my soul

where are you
i need you
don't hide you
just kill me
or love
love
love
i need you
don't go
don't run
just
stay
in me my outside inside out

Lovely greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 24, 2007, 18:37:59
Well I've found my way of spending my traintrips with music and poetry  :) here are the results...

Doubt conquers me
I see no way
I ran through hell
ran through heaven
I saw you Satan
and hided for you
to scared I was
to face the truth
to much love
to spoil for you
surrounding
desire, passion
I killed them all
for
you

Number two:

will you come back
will you calm my fear
kill my doubts
and free my soul

dreams I have
from you my angel
black you are
as well as mighty

love we share
as if you know
what happen
long ago

sleep, sleep
love, kill
passion murder
I love you though
I loved you though

hard to see
though to brake
this fear
brake this heart
of me
I'm strong
I'm loved
I'll die
alone

Number three:

Two eyes staring
at my face
a soul that tries
to seduce me
try to have his power
to take possession

what do I feel
when you run away
what do I want
you to be in my life
a fading star
a god on earth

staring, screaming,
holding,
I seek peace
seek trust
I beg you
don't take me
don't hurt me
I run though
what does it matter
you see everything
feel all
and kill me
staring
at my soul
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 25, 2007, 22:39:17
wow, Longwaytogo it looks like the traintrips are good for you :)
great!

And then it was like a sudden divine...
Shall I see the stars tonight?
Shall the sisters come? I miss them so much...
I keep believing...

They’re all gone... It’s but a memory
And I will recall it soon...
The only hope of mine is Moon.
Further away will she lead me
Blinded by morning light...

He came today... with smell of willow...
With faerie poems and belief in stars.
I needn’t him know...
Let him be surrounded by love...
Be defended, unafraid.
And when he looks into my eyes once again
I’ll make sure it’s but serenity there...
Granting him sleep...
I’ll stay with you... forever... with warmth of spring
In every your endeavor...
---

and one more...

Candles that you lit to guide my way
In the darkness of walls
Have lost their light in warm April rain
But echoes on the wind still call.

Entwined with shades of Northern morrow
Spirits roam ‘till swept by the dark,
My daylight, I may no longer thou follow
Since Lady Moon has left on me her mark.

And the veil of blackest lace
Shall no longer cover thy smile...
But shall the Sun enlighten your face?
Oh Lady Moon, why?

Why rainbow colors of his eyes
Now have a soul of evening twilight?
Why has the golden gloss of beloved heart
Lost its light?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 27, 2007, 17:17:14
:) yup those traintrips are good, but ah well just not when it's 35° outside and you're in a train that's overloaded...
Nice poem!

Suddenly it stops
I must go on
must face this demon
deep inside
this hell
beneath my feet

the sun is shining
though my heart is
fucking cold
I cannot hide within this winter
cannot run without the fire

the energy I get
by flowering around
admitting
I loved you
quit some time ago
can I hide within this passion
can I run without your love

I see no trees
in this heat of heaven
see no smile
in those desperate tears
of yours

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 28, 2007, 11:28:57
One:
the flowing water
of the mountain
the waterfall of tears
when you leave
again

so long I missed you
so long I kissed you
too long I hoped
for you
to come back
and stay

when will the sun shine
when will the moon turn red
and the sky orange
when will the tree die
and my tears take their way back

too long I missed you
too long I kissed you
so long I hoped
for you
to stay
in my dream


Two:inspired by Mortiis...

No matter how hard you hold on
no matter how long you try
some day I'll leave you
some day I'll die
I turn into a mountain
of stone
and water

I'll get my biggest desire
and become an element of nature
fade those wasted years
out of my memories
take a picture of my dear
lost life

no matter how hard you hold on
no matter how long you try
I'll become this monster after all
I'll become this dream of stone and water
this hope of dying lonely without life
this dream of living as a mountain
leaving the world as it is
leaving this hope fade away

I'll get my way out
leave my despair
sadness and doubts
from long ago
to the trees of the world
the birds of the sky
the monsters
of the darkness
and leave you my dear life
to all those
wasted years

Lovely greetz! Enjoy the sunshine of life!! (I do  :D she is shining for 4 weeks now nonstop untill at night, 4 weeks of no rain  :D  this is a rarety in belgium...)
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 28, 2007, 17:34:29
Langwaytogo - BEAUTIFUL!Esp the last one.... :D
Alex@RA What a nice fary-tale!!!SOOOO nice!!! :D  :D  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 28, 2007, 18:10:46
Lost within darkness of lies….
Did you dare to disturb the dead?
Look inside me, don’t go aback –
I am here, I am here, my cat.
Black as night with no moon at the sky
I am here with my wings that can’t fly
I am here to convince you, to tell
That we were born in and for hell.
I am here, I am there, there are me
I am so many, so faceless for thee
I am dead, I’m alive, I’m not born
I’m a book of your pain that is worn.
I am lore
I am a chore
I am a coal
I am a goal
I am more
You than me.
Flee
To me!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 28, 2007, 20:58:49
that's what we missed last week  :D welcome back Aional!!

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 29, 2007, 16:52:05
Thanks! Not without your help!  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 29, 2007, 17:08:24
I cried to be killed -

No one came.

I asked to be free -

No one stirred.

I wanted to fly -

Wings were thrashed

Outstretched from within -

FEAR.

Never knew it would be so hard.

Never felt I was coming to the end.

Never dared to believe I would face up

Killings thousands of dreams

That you held.

Beseeching shadows to end up my yearning

Being asked to stir as if I have no moaning

I still have some strength to go into morning

Where no face, no trace, no footprint of you.

Déjà vu.

I felt it before, I swear you,

My stranger of knowledge, I love you,

You come and you go as you wish

My love is not a leash.

Love you.

'Cause I am you –

And you are me.

BE!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 29, 2007, 17:19:06
:oops: I did nothing, just mailed matze that's all...

newest poem

I wake up
with the sun at my face
lovely birds singing
with the moon they left behind
the shadows awoke me
the silent noise of your breath

How could I not
love you
how could I not
want you

to late the sign of death
crawled up to my legs
and took away
the fast beat of my heart
to late I noticed
the scream of my blood
that told me
I would be gone
before the night
falls again

a last look
when you opened your eyes
a last kiss
kiss goodbye
I left you
alone
with all your sorrows
whispering
my dearest
I do still love you

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 30, 2007, 04:23:28
Marvelous...Longwaytogo! :D  Great!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 30, 2007, 05:14:39
nice, Longway, Aional!

Tine Bel (The Fires of Beltane)
Ribbons were dancing round the Maypole
& I sat beneath an oak-tree,
Shattered into petals…
Between the reality and myself,
Endlessly rambling from future to past
Thinking that everything was complicated
When it was so very simple…

That leaves weaved just because they wanted to,
Not because it was windy…

And I recalled that I’ve always built
My castles the closest time to the dawning,
And I dreamt… that it would’ve been nice
To wash my sorrow away as much easy

And stars were falling…
Or is it faerie dust?
and the ribbons danced...
In my eyes it was beautiful…

And I collected myself carefully… shattered...
And walked away from the river
Though I knew perfectly,
That broken soul
Was the only thing that kept me whole.

Making me feel I was not just a make believe…
When I was graced by the rain instead of touch

And I picked myself up the best I could
All the fallen petals… and I learned to breathe.
.again. Entwining them to flowers…

and I thought
that they
were pure
in their essence.
and
.i.was.not.evil.
.
..
.so much like my Maiden Moon sister.
.
Though
I knew
.perfectly.
that she…
Wouldn’t ever
bring renewal for me
.alongside with tears.
..
.with dancing ribbons .
..
With the cry of my child
who I'll never be able to give birth to.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 30, 2007, 12:18:38
:o I'm speachless...

"I want to be the end of everything you've ever done"  :) my life is full of Mortiis right now as usual when someone made impression on me during live performance and which was DEFINATLY the situation with Mortiis...if you ever have the opportunity to see them GOOO  :D
but anyway

this one I'd like to dedicate to my uncle who almost died last evening and who's in critical situation right now in hospital...

Too soon
the light of heaven
shines

my open eyes
can't see you
not longer
My mouth doesn't
taste
the sweetness of cold water
on a hot summer day
in spring

Too late I noticed
I slip away
I taste death
taste the luck
of being away from
all those nightmares

Too late I saw
you
missing me
saw your despair
of all the words
that are left unsaid
forever now

I'll miss you
in my weak heart
without this mind
blinded by tasted
dead

Greetz
Me
Title: Tausend Zimmer
Post by: Marcus Cornelius Fronto on April 30, 2007, 18:48:08
een huis
met duizend kamers
allemaal verlicht
en dan komt ergens
vanuit de donkerste hoek
iets vandaan gekropen
en dat ben ik!



vs. Leo
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 30, 2007, 19:21:11
:D nice one! How do you do it in Dutch?????!!!! I tried so hard all I got was this:

Ik droom een droom
Toch even
Zweven
Voor we verder gaan

Leven is zo al
Hel
Verloren
Ik mis je
Nu al

Moeilijke woorden
Verloren gedachten
Tranen
Van verdriet
Of wanhoop

Wie leidt me
De weg
In men leven
Wie is er
Het lichtpuntje
In de tunnel

Houdt men hand
En zweef
Zweef in men droom
Die
Ik droom

Translation:

I dream a dream
yet one moment
floating
before we go ahead

Life is already
a hell
lost
I miss you
now


Hard words
lost thoughts
Tears
of pain
or despair

Who leads me
the way
in my life
who is the
lightsorce
in the tunnel

Hold my hand
and float
float in my dream
that
I dream

Lovely greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 01, 2007, 16:40:18
:roll: Beautiful...*sighs*
2 Alex&Ra
GREAT! :D
HB...HB...ppl..pain....:'(
........................
Noise...

Crowd…

Emotions…

I'm over flooded with them

At the same wave stirring

Joyful, a jest being

Hemmed 'round with theme

That what I am not I am.

I was told I'm intellectual

I'm arrogant, I am right

I am wrong…

How long

Will it be? Find me, the secret lore!

What I'm waiting for?

I was born, was torn, I want to burn

Burn out to the ash, to the sands of grayness…

Helplessness -

What is hiding beneath the mask of strength.

Fewness -

What is behind the plurality of crowds.

Aloud -

How it is prohibited to speak…

I whisper, facing truth that I am weak

Though I am strong and throng is pitiful.

…..

Now I am alone in the darkest room

It's a store of all my stories that I tell to myself

That I keep and cherish, though I don't care -

I am alone as it is just possible in the gloom.

I keep standing, keep curving the curtain of heavens

I keep calling, being silent, aware of my pain

I am a gatherer of pain-killers and talents

That not mine and my love wasn't built on desire.

It is for my consciousness  - stain.

What happens when I am alone?

I DESPERATELY ASK FOR YOU

I SEARCH FOR YOU

I TALK TO YOU

This madness takes happiness

For me…I even FEEL you…

Or my brain does play.

In such a solitude…

I try to find not you, but me too

To find the reason I love you

To find, why do live I

In another dimension

To try

To get your attention

Though knowing you not,

Being afraid of being mad.

Let….no.

When I am alone….

I am a gardener of the flowers that can't bloom.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 01, 2007, 18:51:08
Too late
I realised
that one day
you'll all be gone

too late
I stood
in the silence of death
I fellt you fellt
though
no words could solve
the problem between
my stubborn head
and your blinded brain

the heart beat
the hard breath
death that slips in
without a sign
gone
dead
lost
cry
though my tears
could not roll
my breath
could not stock
my heart
could not feel the cold

Too stubborn too see
I lost you
long ago

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 02, 2007, 20:50:33
back to reality
saw you
walking down the street
watching me
as if I was some kind of
heroine

I heard you
whispering the words
I wanted to hear
for sooo long
though
those eyes
of a way to wicked
monster

I was scared
you were scared
though
be honest
we both felt
that strong
love

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 02, 2007, 22:03:47
nice :D

I always come to the conclusion
 Words are idle in the conversation.
Much too awkward and foolish.
.do they ever fit, in the end?

And I never much liked talking
Because too many sounds are wasted
To explain something
That
defies definition.

And I realize then
that all we had
Were these books
With your shaky hand-writing
And my lousy poetry.

.both full of words

.both full of lies

Like those glances in the darkened room
That we shared –
Long enough to seem an attraction
But far too brittle to be real.

.they had nothing to do with innocence.
Had nothing to do with magic of feelings.

And all we are
Is lie.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 03, 2007, 08:40:33
:) SOOOOOOOOO true!
nice one, I love this one really!

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 03, 2007, 14:11:21
Once i'll trust you
my heart
I'll trust you
my soul

One day
I'll stand there
in your home
taking your hand
and lead you
to the light
of the tunnel

One day
You'll see
I miss you
I need you

One day
I'll take your hand
into mine
and let you see
all my dreams

I love you
with all
my being
I hold you
warm
inside my soul
try to take away the pain
my darling
smile at me
I know
you are there
in my heart

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: AoD on May 03, 2007, 15:32:05
Stillstand


Zeit soll alle Wunden heilen
wenn der Zeiger sich auch dreht.
Wenn Tage wirklich weiterziehen
und der Schmerz mit ihnen geht.

Traenen sollen das Herz erleichtern
wenn sie hemmungslos geweint,
bei einem Kummer sollen sie
der Schritt zum neuen Leben sein.

Erinnerung ist vor allem wichtig
wenn ein Leben Schwärze malt
damit man nicht noch tiefer fällt
soll sie geben festen Halt.

Lichter sollen Wege zeigen
die man zuvor noch nicht erblickt,
sie stellen oft die Führung dar
zum neuen, unbekannten Glück.

Wenn Zeit jedoch nicht weitergeht
und auch die ungeweinte Träne
keine Erinnerung anregt
stehe ich in meiner Dunkelheit
die kein einzges Licht durchbricht.

Stillstand.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 03, 2007, 15:48:54
Schön!!! und sehr gut noch ein Deutsches Gedicht zu lesen...is jetzt einer Zeit passiert...

lieber gruB!
ich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 04, 2007, 10:26:09
I wish I knew Deutsch... :(

porcelain
same date.
I found another remnant.
.wings are rather cheap these days.
..in the black halos of hallucinations..
..
disgusting
like kisses in second-hand porno movies.
and their shards
smell like deep blue paint
and yesteryear stories of love.

and i am here for some reason.
i don't clearly remember why.
putting the pieces together
playing lunatic.

and it is cold and rains -
somebody's death wish
has come true.
.
blizzards, tingling.
raging ice.
dripping blue, the only section of the rainbow I know -
both memory and sorrow.

blue. like my wrists
numb and chill
like Moon-graced lips…
.
rhetorical mocking...
so much like my poetic
confessions
to the music of his pensive laughter.
..
rain always washes away the chalk drawings.
.and drops...always fall upon fingers just to prove they can.
...
And the angel-like lady Aphrodite
Sometimes leaves porcelain feathers
under my pillow.
like a cheap offering of worship.

i remember.
he used to call me his 'broken-down angel'..
.making me vanquish the puzzle
in rage
and start again,
because it just had to be.
.whole.
in the smell of yesteryear love.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 04, 2007, 12:57:10
one day you will  ;)

One:

Where are you now
left this planet
called earth

what are you doing now
far away from us
gone in the shining
of the stars

to long you suffered
because we
couldn't let you go
because we
where selfish

Mea culpa budy
we loved you though
with the soul of our heart
we looked at the sky
and knew
you where gone
forever now

Two:

Darkness surrounding me
lost in this dark corner
of your room
I try to crawl to you
try to yell at you

still
there comes no answer
and all you do
is staring
with those freaking eyes
to the corner of my heart
that is trying to love you
hoping to be understood

when will you see
you are the one
when will you get
the signs
given by
angles of the world

Greetings
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 05, 2007, 11:09:11
I see your eyes

Still right in front of me

The love they shared

The coldness they gave me

It's like running alone

in the sadness of life

 

what did you do

what did I do

said

nothing

ran away

scared for what could happen

scared for what happen

 

life goes on

just speak you stranger

just answer

to my hopes

answer to my fucking dreams

 

lost in this world

that isn't mine

not anymore

I look for you

Day and night

I scream for you

All the time

My tears are running

My hate condemned to fail

 

I love you stranger

I love you angel

though waiting

In vain
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 05, 2007, 11:17:47
I’m getting crazy
Need just
Help
Don’t know
What has got me
In its power

Though I feel the magic
I feel the believe
I hear you talking

What are the words
What did I do
What do you do
Where are you
I need you

I’m fucking cold
I get no breath
This power
This love
This friendship
This all
I scream
I need you
…I need you

Are you that voice
Is it you
Is it me
Are it monsters
Of the troubled mind
Who got me trough this heart

I’ve been gone too far
I’ve went to late
I’ve never returned
I love you
I love you
Don’t you see
Fate
Is what keeps us
apart

wrote while my mind got black, i could not think, could not feel though i wrote...and this is the result.

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 07, 2007, 17:02:44
Sand...

Between my teeth

Screams

In agonizing

Pain..

So precise!

Like a prize

I got it –

Yellow sand.

It burns terrible –

My eyes dried.

Incapable

To react

Other than this:

Crawling,

Kneeling,

Searching for liquid

That is none….

Vivid

Motions

Are

Emotions…

Thoughts are cut

So bad –

So randomly…

A dome

Hill is on my way…

Gray.

Unseeingly

Dangerous…

Heavens rose

From there!

Dear!..

Connecting

Spreads in one web,

Collecting

Screams in one chest

I am, I was

In a desert -

Liquid less.

It is a loss.

I try to toss

My body

To oasis

But..

The basis

For that

Was crashed.
the first one is ended))
 :D
the second at the beginning!!!
Poetry, roses, photography....

Pictures, thoughts, hypocrisy

I am a child, I stopped not

Telling the truth openly…

Discouragingly

You stopped listen to them…

Such a pain...

Fence.

Fence was built between us!

Like a glass…

Distances?

No, not of them!

Simply, when you were here,

You weren't determined to be

With me

Though I thought

You were…

You always had something

Something's attracting

Much more important, than me.

And I got what it was –

It was entertainment.

My heart got its payment –

So it was you,

not me,

Who you was interested in..

Adieu!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 07, 2007, 21:23:28
wonderful ones Aional!

As a child
I stand here
lost
in this pain
in this longing
and forgiving

God stand by me
I need him
though
what can he do
what can I do
against this unbelief
this
humanity that lost me
another
dear one

in the wind trough
the trees
I hear your voice
in the rain at the river
I see your face

what are we
left alone
as children
of the pain we feel inside
I loved you
though
I never said it...

second one:

Can I believe
what you said
can I hold you
to the sun and the moon
the stars 'll bring you peace
the flower 'll help you
to breath out your lest air
to cover the loss
of the strong beat off your heart

I feel the pain
I feel the loss
once again
we go trough hell
we go trough heaven
and in the end
we know
you'll make it
on your own there...

Greetz, have a good night and love what you strongly love... even if it's not there...

Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 08, 2007, 18:44:52
Cold
I'm freezing
like it's
in the middle of winter
though
the sun shines
and it stopped raining for some time

I feel the breath that stopped
the soul that flow away
the whispering words
and the guilt that hided deep inside
of me

I need you angel
I need you more then ever
don't leave me on my own
cause I'm sure
it'll kill us
both

second one:

The shadow steels the night
within this winter spring day
in the middle of the meadow
there's me
there's you
don't hide your smiling eyes
don't hide your mouth
that is willing to say
you loved me
you love me truly
deep

I lay in bed
thinking by all you do
you give
your love
life
though what give I
to you
my angel of dark
lover of the past
sweetie
look into my eyes
and tell me
you did not
forget me!

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 09, 2007, 00:26:34
great work, girls! :D

][grey eyes][
I used to look in the past
Creating the grey future
For my colors I have
Left behind.

A book of the stories told,
Stories old…
It matters little how I knew you.

It was foggy today…
Unlike the sun-rayed solemnity of yesterday.
It didn’t make me sad,
Just sang a tune of slowly
Gathering emotions.

&. I missed the rain.
The gentle way it bows the flowers
and the way clouds cry…
So much like your eyes…

.grey.

Frozen drops of sorrow.

I used to paint them
In any color
Afraid of the shadow-like shine.

  Amber was the fragment I liked most…

Silent feelings. Silent my eyes.
Twilight… creeping over hillsides
 &.I painted you farewell
wishing on the unborn stars

Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán

I swear
That the Moon heard me
 Whispering
Through the vague skies

She was only…
…smiling

I guess
She knew…

I brought you flowers today.
Grey.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 09, 2007, 15:34:38
Very beautiful Alex&Ra

Alright I had some inspiration during the classes so I wrote...I need it in the moment so I write whenever I feel that need  ;) I guess you guys all quit know what I mean don't you?

first one:

The door is closed
so is my heart
for all that pain
and sadness of the world

My heart broke.
Several times
I hided behind the wall
of despair
beyond the lake
of tears

In darkness
I notice a small light
scared
I reach out my hand
feel the love
share the love

Behind all walls
beyond all lakes
there where you
waiting for me
to catch
your hand...

Second one:

I hear the soft noise
of water that falls
in the deep hall
of ship
that sunk many years ago

I feel the wind that
brings me to another
world
A world of peace
and happiness
the world of people
who travelled
long ago

within this dream
I drawn
in the cold water
that flows back
to his
source
of life and
love

Third one:

The fire burns
my flesh
while Satan stares
with his dark eyes
in my soul

he kills my love
takes away
my energy,
my life

His hand rises
commands I obey
I seen no way back
I need no way back
to you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 09, 2007, 22:20:29
oh, thank you, Longway! :)
yes, I guess we all know the feeling... writing whenever we want.
it is almost as virtual as breathing.
Longway, I like the second poem very much.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 10, 2007, 08:39:30
virtual breathing that is sooooo true...I couldn't explain what I felt but it's exatly what you said there  :) thank you

and thanks for the complement...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 10, 2007, 14:39:28
these moments of life
I could close them in my heart
I got what you meant
I got what you want

I feel you all around
I felt you in my blood,
in my heart,
in my head
I smelled you
as if you where
one step ahead

I LOVE YOU
my blood is screaming
I NEED YOU
my head is begging
I miss you
my vains tell you

why so short
where are you
my dearest
I MISS YOU
I HOLD TO YOU
your eyes
your look
your fate
your
love

This was very special too me...I'll never forget it

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 11, 2007, 14:34:34
Stop licking hot stones -
This desert is unavoidable
This desert is our world.
Uncontrolled
I did it – I have called
Although I told
I’d never make such a fault.
My hoard
Of love is coming to the end
But in this world
Love became a trend!
Do what you can
I’ll stand near the razor,
That is a failure,
Seeing my perplexed reflection
Staring into void’s perfection
The perfection of nothingness…
….
Bloody veins
Are green or blue
With grassy or heaven hue…
Can I stick on you?
Can I long to you?
Or these web of silent bizarre thoughts
Will run me out
Of oil –
Of love.


What lays on my heart...Mein Herz ist todkrank....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 11, 2007, 22:14:01
Take my hand
lead me the way
give me your hope
and say
that I'll be just fine

I hear the wind
who whispers your name
every night again
I live
in my dreams
with you
and
only you

greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 12, 2007, 10:55:18
Tenderly,
On tips,
I came to you –
To kiss,
To kiss your forehead.
In night
I came to you,
I took a flight
To hum you a song
Of my screaming heart –
Of my raging,
Aging,
Dying heart.
Get it as a lullaby
As took it I
When was a child….
This night is bright….
I see you, sleeping child!
I want to touch you –
But no way –
We are apart…
Good night…..
Goodbye –
The morning hue has crashed.
Be patient and kind –
I’d look how you behave…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 12, 2007, 23:45:26
Nice one, Aional!

the Night was there...
And there were many words
And crystal visions that glimmered vaguely
On the sides of medicine dropper

And I told him
He shouldn’t have been
So perfect and cruel
Within his righteousness
And the shards of my broken reveries…

He spoke to me in riddles afterwards…
He said he had seen our future,
He saw the first snow.
And with strange coldness he mentioned
 he saw his own demise.

I knelt that night before him.
Not to worship...
but to hear
a bit more clear

And I could swear
That the touch he graced me with
Felt like something more
Than just feeling his weakened fingers
Caressing my skin…

&.
I confessed
That I never did treasure the moment of now
Until that very night
I realized
I was admiring the perfection of flaws on his face,
But forgot to lose myself in the magic of his smile.

He told me then
That we had had so much “now”
Before the snow could fall
And his memory of future
Could come to life…
‘And know what?’ he whispered
To the gentle melody of lung-ventilator
‘We will never die’.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 13, 2007, 05:10:23
:o Alex&Ra
A ballad? It...SO feels.....great!  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 13, 2007, 07:09:25
Aional, why ballad?
I'd say elegy... full of nostalgic memories...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 13, 2007, 09:08:17
it's a very beautiful poem, but sad...

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 13, 2007, 14:50:40
Quote from: "Alex&Ra"
Aional, why ballad?
I'd say elegy... full of nostalgic memories...

'Cause I thought of it as a ballad. It was my first understanding.  8)
I'd like to hear it on music, u know. As a true ballad.  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 13, 2007, 15:39:04
I leave the rest
to you
to hide
to seek
I'm helpless for now
I don't need
any answers
not anymore

GO AWAY
I have nothing left
to say
nothing more to tell
and no more love
to share

so many see me
as a little girl
to many care for
what I say
who am I more then you
and what are you more
then me
I love you stranger
dearest of the dark
I love you
and that
you can never take away

greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 14, 2007, 13:22:33
:D wow..so that's the full version, Longwaytogo?  :D  IT's GREAT!
 Please, no questions for this one.  :lol:
Kill me, if you need my corpse
To bury it with cold red roses
Kill me with your slight remises
Kill me with one gentle force.
Kill me if it is my only chance
To press against your chest in waltz
In waltz with flowers and delights.
You are the one with whom I seek no fights.
You are much stronger,
I am weak….
My age again played me a trick!
Kill me, if it’s the way we love
Kill me if you want me feeling
Kill me, because I want to belong
I starve for your being,
My long not seen love.
You are the one who has this key and power.
You are like high light - tower
I am a ship, forgotten in the sands
I am a wrecked ship without plans.
Kill me... I wish I could feel
Fingers that were so near
Long fingers, knowing love
Long fingers, wanting to hold.
This lore came up in the end
This love is not as we planned
This love as it was before
More gentle than we were
And much more powerful.
Kill me, I want to be dead
For being impossible to be sent away from you
I want to lose my head
While trying to draw on you,
To draw on you skin our dreams.
Do you deem
You can kill me?
Kill me, rescue me!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 14, 2007, 14:01:58
yup that is the complete version of what is standing in my nick of msn  ;)
I love your poem...and I wont ask  :)

Where are those
memories of the past
I can't survive this
can't live
can't die
living as a death then
cause all I feel is despair
all I do is morning
for a death
that still lives

Where are those
noises of your smile
i still believe
I still feel what you feel
I still hear you think
and sing your memories
from long ago
before I lived
before I died

where are those
flowers in the sun
of a dead men walking
on the street of despair
a living one walking
on the street of
death that's near though not yet
there

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 15, 2007, 05:05:33
Very nice poems, girls! :D

|assassin's tango|
I feel your hollowness
so beautifully pathetic,
i'm slammed against the wall.
.
when your movements drown
my vision
they might as well
freeze time,
allow it sparkle silently
in darkness.

I bow before you, precious...

words were spoken not aloud
but i heard them very clearly.
in your touch.

I'll stitch your lips closed
by both this silence
and the needle of my tongue.

I know you dance like angels.
.and i'll always come back to this ballroom
kissing your wind

simply to spite you...

breath feels more elegant
on the ghost tongues.

i'll dance my death part
only for you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 16, 2007, 16:40:00
well done Alex&Ra

I wrote these today in class...
 
Sehnsucht:

Soviel Tränen
Soviel Schmerz
Das alles trägst du
Für mich
Das alles vergeht
In der Zeit von
Ungewisserer Traumen

Soviel Leid
Soviel Neid
Warum erkennst du nicht
Ich bin doch dein Schwester
Dein Seeleheilung
Von den Bergen

Soviel Fragen
Ohne Antwort
Wenn die Zeit vergeht
Ohne dir
Wenn die Luft dunkel ist
Und mein Herz
Den Welt entgleit

Long Lost:

As long as you believe
There’s still hope
Still trust in us
In souls that need
The peace
Of  each other

Seek me brother
And find
What you lost
So long ago
Seek in me lover
And take
What belongs to you
Since the day
We met.

Ungewissen:

Deinen Blick
Lasst mich nie alleine
Ich sehe dieser
Immer
…Immer
Bekomme dieser Kraft
Von innen deiner Seele
Inner deinen Herz

Deiner Lach
Sagte soviel mehr
Denn ein Wort
Immer machen konnte

Ohne es zu wissen
Bekam ich dir
Du in mir
Ohne es zu begreifen
Schriebe ich deine Worte
Seele in die Luft
Und zusammen
Entgleiten wir
Dieser Welt

Ich glaube
Ich liebe dich immer noch


Very big hug for all of you!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 17, 2007, 12:45:05
:cry:  :cry:  :cry:
A tough period, yep. Ppl, even those who are near by your birth...seem not to understand u. Reads childish, I know. But it is so.
Where's a point to reject, making urself rejected, and than suffer of it, telling the rejected one that it is HIS/HER fault????????
10x to Lacrimosa, only 'cause of the Lightgestalt album I can smile..Still :lol:
There’s something bloody in the air.
I feel it, I taste it and it makes me sad..
I often cry IS IT FAIR?
The reason is that I am fed.
I’m fed up with this smell
It makes me want to flee away
I often whisper I WANT HOME
And at this moment I’m not alone…
And this is it: you are the one
Who can smooth me and return to life
I am alive
Living on hopes and desire
To feel warmth of your fire
That will inflame me.
Tell me:
Am I again in the web of old memories and I’m at fault
Or is there a doubt
That it can be you?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 17, 2007, 14:16:25
Tough periods do end Aional, believe me  :D found my answer came out of nowhere...

Look at me
see me as I am
say you love me
say you care at least

I feel the warmth
of a summerday
the cold of a dead men
walking in the neighbourhood
of sorrows

the tree standing there
as if nothing
ever happen
as if all this
was just a dream

I mean
What do you do
Standing there
Looking
Finding
Though
You just watch me
As if I’m an angel
You could never reach

Reach me stranger
Reach me trough my heart
My veins
My love
And call me
Call me sister
One day


greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 19, 2007, 18:39:47
Lullaby.
Rejection.
Moon.
I wanted to embrace this moon,
This furl and craved moon
Reflecting in the pool
Of childish tears.
Tremor
And fears.
I wanted to remember world
Designed with hope
Designed in love
Not coiled as a rope.
As you were told
I am a child.
As you were told
I am denied.

And almost no one can perceive
What I felt here
What I have dreamed
Who I do seek
What do I bleach
I never search,
Looking for the INTRUDER to ask…
This task
From heavens above
IS TOO HARD.
I’m mired…
It’s tart.
………….
This pool calls me
Takes my pride
With salty tears
Like fires.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 19, 2007, 18:50:18
nice one Aional, very how must I say it ...it speaks by itself...

I have no inspiration, I mean I've blocked my feelings today, just for one day  :)

Greetz
Me!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 20, 2007, 16:42:22
A white one))I'm ashamed)) :lol:  :lol:  :lol:

Feelings of something I never had
Knowledge that I never expected
Love that has never been shown
Wings that have never flown
That is me.
There’s too much MEs
Too much YOUs
YOUS, my love.
WHY?!


NEEDED to do that))))
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 20, 2007, 18:01:35
I want to heal your pain
want to help your soul
and get you trough this hole
of lonelyness
and emptyness

you can carry much
strong is your dark soul
but small is your heart
let me in please
let me care about your
neverending searching
to what you can't find

seeking in vain
longing in vain
master I agree
this life
is not
mine

second one:

my name
whisper it
I'll be with you
day
and night
I'll care for you
'till the end of times

I love you darling
I love you truly
don't go
please don't leave
stay inside my heart
my soul can never
leave you

greetings
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 20, 2007, 22:33:48
nice poems girls! :) always nice!
one of my insomniac hallucinations...

slit_wrist_Prince
.there was silence
Between
The words he spoke.
.they fell like drops of blood.

Each one of them viscous
And full of disdain –
he was too much of a prophet
When he spoke of pain…

/.and love./

I believed him to be of evil
But he also was hurt….
Cuddle me… I feel only fear

.his face was covered in burns
.which I never could heal

For those were the prints
Of his own past..
.
But they never faded…
unlike the tombstone letters
through the years,
. because he always made them last.

.such a terrible beginning of morning…
.I can clearly smell…your death…

… take another breath…
.it is in your mirror that I live…
Frozen and hallow…
…. ghost…

.and he shimmered
As his blood
Tickled
Through my lamenting hands…
.becoming words of love
He never could speak aloud.

People like you end up with suicide
And he never was able to save me…
. so I died for him every time
He wished to escape
From nothingness of his life…

.slit.
and cut…
and then I blindly walk
through puddles of crimson blood…
with his hands guiding me
Through the dark
halls
of my
mind.

Nightmares… always .bring…suffocation…

But it’s my phobia….

Bye-bye dear……..
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 21, 2007, 18:51:02
:o strange but nice...it has something spooky  :)

Too long
I have waited
Too early
I have begged
not now
maybe never
As if these words
didn't find
their way to my heart

So much
I care for you
too much I long
from you
Forgive me something
forgive me that
I am myself
sometimes too much

why have you waited
why did you beg
in the cold of the night
in the depth of the stars
as if you didn't knew already
that I love you
to dead.

Have a good night
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 21, 2007, 23:00:03
Lonwaytogo, that was beautiful!!!!! I especially loved this one
"forgive me that
I am myself
sometimes too much"
and the "depth of the stars"...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 22, 2007, 08:18:11
thank you  :) this one I wrote in my own language first, which doesn't happen very much, well I'm glad you like it  :)

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 22, 2007, 12:01:17
Sorry for deleting - after thinking a while, I got that it isn't an appropriate place to leave such a poem. IT's a way too deep inside me and I don't want ppl to mess it with their thinking. :lol:  :lol:  :lol:
THERE WAS A POEM.... ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 22, 2007, 14:04:47
just you know that some things in live will never come to a good end, that some things never find there way back, perhaps cause it's not your destiny, perhaps cause we are to blind to see? I don't tuut know it anymore...

You make me
Mad
Insane of anger
I hate you
Though love is so strong

Why did you
As if
Nevermind
As if
Nothing matters in the end

I felt
You felt
I dream
You felt
Before I knew
Opened completely
For a stranger
I feared the most
And became lost
In this universe of souls

Where are you
dearest
How to reach
But though
Is it what I want
Is this what I need
To make the pain stop
And make the despair go away

So many questions
Without an answer

I do not know
Who does
I do not see
Who will
I only feel
I care
As if you where
a brother in disguise


lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 23, 2007, 20:11:58
Free me
darling
free me from my pain
remove my disguise
in the night
of full moon
when the stars shine bright
and your lips
carress my skin
while passion
flows over us

free me
lover
free me from my dust
make me relive
in your veins
of love
of cruelty
and cold death
let your eyes
look deep into mine
touch my soul
touch my being
live into my life

you made me see
what pure love is
let me feel secure
in your arms
in your breath
on your lips
I lost myself
within this
passion

take me
as I am
take me
for the love
that we shared
for so long


and with this dream I go to bed ...well within an hour...have a good night you all!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 23, 2007, 21:50:41
wonderful work, Longwaytogo!!!!
@->--

|past indefinite|
The rain played a lovely tune
On his birthday.
Quite monotonous,
  Still gentle enough...
Like a lullaby.

&. I floated up from a
Monochrome reverie. my dream
Of black and whites
.. a perfect slide-show
through cobweb lashes.

.. sad stories of rotten petals ..

He used to wish on them often…
while I planted the lilacs of future
in our Garden
he whispered poetry to crimson roses.
So easily living in the past,
Because something so simply crashed
Wasn’t meant for life.

&. He said.. nothing lasts forever ..
And the past never forgets its song…
To the ones who long to belong…

Suddenly I
Caught the sight of a flower
lamenting lonely   
on a field of lilacs

&. I touched its bones.
his tears…
   … his hopes …
As they both gently rend in my hands.
A person and a flower…

And under the pale gown of dusk
   I let a tear go
     .unnoticed.
    wishing upon
.. trembling petals ..

And the past
That never forgets its song
To the souls longing to belong

In the Garden, where they rose to be born.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 24, 2007, 04:08:31
:shock: Girls...u r awesome...

Light is not light, if you see.
Darkness is not pain if you feel.
What we know is not so  - what we feel
That’s the question and answer for all.
There’s cold - I write through this cold.
This is pain – now I finally feel little heart,
That was beating and freezing so hard,
That it never understood what it got.
There’s silence and undercurrent nepenthe,
Flowing father and father through veins.
I won’t cut them and drink it – it’s not me
Who believed it’s a way to flee.
Freedom and philosophy of white sheets of paper…
Now, when everything goes to the right
To the precisely right place in the infinity
I think I am able to begin my flight.
 And you, the intruder and mid-night tapers,
And you, the forgotten and hidden lore of my past,
And you, heavy dust, burning pain on my eyelashes,
And me, who not able to fulfill my task,
Are on tusks of a big wild boar,
That knows nothing of pain and leads Fate.
This is the date -
I begin to see,
That wanting to flee
Is an immortal wish.
If I only could be understood by nearby’s….
If I only could cry with open heart…..
Nothing…this is nothing..This is right:
Who’s born to pain knows much.
Pain is a teacher of the Eternity…
Though knowledge leads me to vanity.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 24, 2007, 08:04:24
@Alex&Ra it's as if you tell a story  :) very nice!

@Aional just nice  :)

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on May 25, 2007, 06:32:02
thank you, Longwaytogo! it is a story, indeed. Quite metaphoric, but true...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 25, 2007, 17:33:15
Human beings around like ants and I know
With their smiles at their faces and eyes glued to me
That they made their opinion and though
It is not as I am they believe it is me.
And what for? I have friends, I have foes…
When we try to be honest we are said that we lie.
Someone’s dancing on toes
Trying hard to be equal, trying hard to be high.
And what’s for?
Dialogue is when we let to each other to speak
What is laying on heart, monologues of what feels.
Does it matter if someone considers you freak?
This is person of hatred, worth not these your tears.
And Eternity knows all the answers ‘cause it
In a way a big mirror, reflecting our fears.
We are pieces of God, our souls are His parts
And what’s God? What believe you He is.
I believe our world simply made from beliefs..
And I hope you believe me, in me as it is.

And though I know that everything’s linked,
And though I know that world as it is,
I am afraid of this pain, of these wars,
There’s something that happens above….
I believe future’ll bring not the end
I believe we still have chance to live…
Though, in truth, have we ever lost
Our faith in this world, our hopes?
I believe that God is our souls -
Pure as water from the whitest snows.
The purity that loves.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 25, 2007, 18:11:53
:o Aional I'm so sorry ... I believe this already is part of an answer to my mail...Explain me all tomorrow ok! I'll be waiting...

To deep
is it
to deep this feeling
is
to much pain
you get from it
though so much love
you get out of
it

Sorry
I use it
too often these days
you made me
a monster
I feel as if I'm cruel
though
what could you say
so I would not
become this freak

I need you
is all I feel
and scream
dream perhaps
but who am I
to say
you should give in
you should forgive
the past

I'm a nobody
and will
stay one
'till eternity

And again I'll spent the night waiting
Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 26, 2007, 08:03:13
:shock: m...Kitty, what are u sorry about?? NO SORRIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D
I'm writing the answer to you right now :) And yes, in a part it is, but truly - I think it is more an  answer from me to myself, Kitty, than to you. As it always was.  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 26, 2007, 09:20:59
well I just found things in it that well how should I say it differs from what I said and that you got mad at me because of it but well people make misstakes as you said and that is also with me  ;)  

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 26, 2007, 12:02:57
:lol: Everything can be got wrong....)))U see it now)))
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 26, 2007, 15:12:07
Mixed up
with anger and love
with doubts
and surety
you left me
behind

I need you
is what I read
I love you
is what I said
though
what does it matter
in the end
what do you say
now
nothing
silence

and hope
disappears
with days that
pass by


Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 27, 2007, 14:38:13
Kitty...I told u..CHEER UP... :!:  :!:  :!:
There's always time...Though, I believe it is so. :)


If I ever do what they want…
What will happen to me,
To my heart?
There’s silence and stars –
Nothing new…

If I ever believe in their lies
Will  I see world as see it those blinds?
There are flies –
Signs were rotten.
Too few…

What will happen if I ever die?
Will the love of my life even feel?
And what if this love – it’s a lie?
Will this knowledge be able to kill?

I am me and I won’t be as wants.
I am me and I feel as I was.
There’s nothing to hide
And to feel.
There’s nothing…to cry.
…………………
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 28, 2007, 12:57:05
I know but time passes to fast and my eyes get blind...
How are you if I'm right you had exam today?how was it??!!
well the lost son is home  :D I got my boyfriend back  :lol:
Poetry later, no time now...then make time...I know  :lol: another monologue :?:

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 28, 2007, 14:57:20
ap...
I told it somewhere! A B..RRRRR...AND As... :lol:  :lol:  :lol:
And...finally..I AM ALMOST FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!HIIIIIIIIIIIHAAAAAAAA!!!! ))))
GREAT that ur boyfriend returned!!!! ;) I'm happy that u r happy now! :)
Nevertheless, what u said is a part of a dialgue...even if it is monological...
What I gibberish I am talking..... :oops:  :lol:
C u soon!!
No poetry of me today too - FREEEEEEEEEHAAHAHAHA!!! as a wild wind in prerias... :roll:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 29, 2007, 07:30:22
A cap of hot green tea
That warms my cold hands up
Seems having a plea…
And that’s not too bad.
With not alive things that’s so easy
They love when they are loved; and we?
We are too much, too often busy
To even notice: we are we.
I wanted to inhale cold, frozenness
I wanted to exhale my fear:
I did as planned, I fell in falseness…
Though I could analyze and deem.
And what? What I received? What got I?
I got cold water, got cold blood
I got cold fingers… And cold cries –
When icy pieces slide from eyes…
And shivers…Shivers from beliefs
That I can feel, that I can breathe…
There’s too much to take, to feel…
There’s TOO MUCH…I am a queen
Of cold and frozenness of inside…
Of inside worlds….
Of humans.

 :!:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 29, 2007, 09:25:44
I love this one!!!!!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 29, 2007, 15:21:44
gentle you
kiss away my tears
you give me this warmth
I never knew before

in peace
we hug
until night falls
and stars shines
their dreams into
eternity

can I call you
will you answer
I dreamed about you though
I felt you
in every piece of my soul

in silence
you kiss my lips
goodbye now
we'll never meet again

Second:

This time
my time
we'll see what happen
we'll hear what will be said

within this sunshine
within this winter
though peaceful is my soul
that belongs to you

I never felt this calmness
this peace within my heart
without the burst of emotions
the running of tears
that find no way out
that find only your trust
your hope
and your search

call me as you know my name
dream me
as I know your face
tell me what you feel
hide me
within your heart
that bleeds from despair

I love you
I'll always do
as I loved you
many life's
before

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 31, 2007, 08:22:56
There's something weird in the air..

Something unbearable
Smothering me,
Pressing me…
Pressing my chest to the ground…
This something is a parable,
Telling me,
Haunting me,
Haunting me with a wish to be found.
There is nothing describable
That can teach me,
That can console me -
In consoling me the solace is a hound.
There is nothing unfaultable,
Lifting me,
Helping me…
Every time the help was a laud.
A fraud -
What I am afraid of.
A pain -
That I can’t take off.
A laud -
What a lay me hates.
Disdain
What it lacks.
My pride.

.....it's impossible to riddle out a riddle when you aren't a riddler even a bit....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 01, 2007, 10:22:00
Can you return me where you took me from?
These feelings have no shape, no form.
“There” and “here” are different right now.
But how?
A friend of me said – imagination.
She said and I agreed – I can be wrong.
The eternal damnation
Becomes a waiting that’s too long.
Return me home; return me where you brought me.
Return me, leave me and forget my name.
My shame
Is my naïve believing - as golden as a hay.
Return a child home, return me home
I’m tired, I’m lost, I’m drawn.
I’m flown -
I’m tired of knowing this alone.
And – who are you?
I wish I knew…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 01, 2007, 11:51:05
it was you
that got me out of
that big dark hole
of emptiness
and loneliness

but why you left
so soon
suddenly
you messed up
my mind
and will you ever
make it right again

so soon you left me
to soon I cried
of pain
and the burning inside
of my soul
by the loss of you

who'd take care of me now
who will explain me now
a name is just a name
though never sell it
to the devil
who will catch me
by the hand now
whenever I fall in that hole
of sadness again

I loss
as if I loss
my life

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 04, 2007, 11:13:48
world is strange. definetely.

I felt crashed in pieces…
Distorted, forted,
Mounded…
If I am not believed,
Then I am not felt,
Then I am wrong.
And then I am the loneliest creature in the world.
Need I live or not?
I need and I will.
I can fit the screen,
I can wear a mask…
Behave as in a task!
I measured the life I can be in….
I’ll be seemingly a different being
And will squat when alone on the floor
Coiling as I did before
When I called you…
When I asked you…
When I screamed to you
Fleeing through….

If I wore a mask I’d be with who
Never knows and never gets me right.
Having sorrows, living in a fight…
Am I right?
I would go from them for few seconds
Saying I’ll bring them some lemons
For tea. And will scream silently,
Shivering…
Measuring that I lost everything
Having anything,
Being not myself, loving not truly
But crying fully -
Though only for you.
And I’d be perfect, the mask fits perfectly…
I say the truth openly
It is tough.
Lies, how much I do hate them….
It bites.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 04, 2007, 11:28:25
Tears you can't
deny
it destroys
every believe
of your soul

The tree
won't answer
the moon gets dark
and lost
I wave goodbye

My love
what happen
that I can't feel
what you tell me
not any longer

that I can't heal
your pain
from the moment
you flow away
and left me
with my tears
of anger


Second one:

One word
one love
one light that catches
my eyes
as if it was there
waiting to be seen
holding on to fate
that always brings you
what you need

one world
one smile
one hand that broke
my fall
as if it suffered
hundreds of years
to hold me
just on time

while the moon
tells her story
the stars go to bed
I was crying
that you'd find me
please
soon enough

Lovely greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 05, 2007, 11:27:28
Was it all for nothing
that look
that deepness
that darkness

you got me deep
you got me sleep
in your lake of love
tenderness
though cruelness

was it all for nothing
tell me
ignore me
not any longer
for you will die
without an answer

Second:

If I'd die
would you follow
the stars
to find me back

ask the moon
to guide you so
you'd be safe
on your journey

would you cry
when I leave
the look into your eyes
and cry
because I wouldn't believe you
any more

your pain
my pain now
your tears
I'll dry them
whenever they flow
goddamn
I will not say it
cause you wouldn't believe it
after all
but though
it's the truth

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 06, 2007, 07:07:28
nothing's in vain, Longway :D  and u know it ;)

...............i wish i could................
I wish I could say to the wind..

Tenderly kissing your skin

The truth and the pain of my heart:

The truth that can not be denied.

I wish I could look in your eyes

To see what's the truth, what's a lie

To see how the sun and moon rise

Casting shadows and light.

I wish I was able to find,

To guide and to slide in your arms

I wish I was able…to be

Free.

'Cause you kill me.



And I love you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 06, 2007, 07:43:23
is nothing in vain or everything in vain?  :?  

Nice poem Aional! really sensitif!

Lovely greetz!
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 06, 2007, 08:00:56
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
is nothing in vain or everything in vain?  :?  

Nice poem Aional! really sensitif!

Lovely greetz!
me

10x.
i could say both, both would be right and wrong at the same time
but i meant that nothing is in vain.

was not in a good mood... :?
You believe I am the image you created, human.
You believe I am a blubbering child,
Wanting home, trying to hide,
That my nothingness is immense.
You are right – I am a child
I am not a fighter, I am frightened
Though do you know me? No, you don’t.
And I will explain it not.
See what you want;
Do what you want;
At least, there are too much to lie
And not to die for
This world is big; I’ll open door
And hide, and find a way, a ray
In darkness that you cast, o human,
The light you lost,
(The lovely omen)
By lying to your heart
So hard…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 06, 2007, 13:14:53
It’s the look
I will forget
But what stands behind it
I need you
I love you
I want you
Give you to me
Surrender you damn
I hate you

Forgive me
Forgive this
Rudeness of tears
That complain about
All you do
And the silence you left behind
In my dark soul
That find no peace
My heart that runs
Without your words
I’m lost
In this world
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 06, 2007, 15:05:35
so much wisdom
so much search
you know the answer
to all
I guess

well then damn
for god sake
write me your name
for I will forget it
when i'm dead

in my head
this voice I know so well
in front of me the gohst
of the sun that burns
my flesh
and dry my tears
I've let for you
you damn
you knew I loved you
you know I love you

Let me in
and I'll be forever
yours
give me just those words
you need to hear
my brother
of the dark

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 07, 2007, 08:24:13
So many words
So many tears
What did you do
What did I say

I love you
Though
Not like you Think
I do
I love you
Like a sister
Loves her brother
Like a mother
Loves her child

So many thoughts
So many struggles
Within one soul
One life
One look
One deep look
Was enough
To see you as you are
To know your history
Of tears and loneliness

I care
Let me care sweetie
Let me die in forgiveness
Let me cry my tears
For you in eternity
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 07, 2007, 17:35:53
He doesn’t believe
So…
Let him do what he wants.
At least, he may know
How it hurts.
He doesn’t believe
And these tears
Are sliding, messing with breathe
Of someone rubbing my cheeks.
He doesn’t believe…Though I cry.
He sees in my truth and me lie?
Then I want to cry: I will die
But never let him to be mine…
My pride and pain are inside
I want and I can’t bear this fight
If he understands…Then he gives
What he doesn’t know what heals.
He doesn’t believe, I’m afraid…
What can I to make him
And can he be made?
I love him…And love forgeth all
It beareth all…Even this fall..
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 08, 2007, 10:11:00
:D Now i know...


Today I let myself to be free.
Today I am fascinated by my cruelty.
Today I can and I know the fee
Of breaking chains of my credulity.
Today..the day I waited long!
The day of my awareness and ability
To stay as sane as I’m alone,
To loose my painful sensitivity!
I’m ready and I did as planned!
No pain, no words, no affability!
My heart is frozen and it’s canned -
In case of showing immobility!
I kill myself, I die for us…
There’s no way to turn it over:
The tear that slides – alas, the last -
‘Cause heart’s no more in love and hovers…


 :lol:  :lol:  :lol:  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 08, 2007, 14:57:37
Too late I understood
The words
You tried to explain
By the sight of
My tears

Can I carry
Your pain
Can I heal your suffer
Can I please help
With these words
That you are not alone
And you are not abandoned
Trough the ones
You loved the most
You are not caught
By devils of solitude
and still I love you
you stranger who
stole my heart…


Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 09, 2007, 15:09:01
You know, the truth was said so many times -
That who believes win all denies
That who believes posses a heart
That can be not with love apart.
You know, the truth has bitter taste;
It is so vast, it has no end.
Though what can do you to your faith?
Faith can’t be killed; faith can’t be lent.
Faith can’t be borrowed, can’t be sent;
Faith can’t be changed, faith can’t be rent;
Faith comes, not goes; faith never leaves.
Faith can’t be lost…Faith – not mischief.
My faith.

Alex&Ra, u decided to leave us alone??? ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 09, 2007, 18:08:14
Aional here is a hint...since I wasn't online today i'll tell you here...I HAVE MY SHOES :D tommorow first job running with lacrimosa  ;) and why do I tell this...cause you seem to be doubting about what you can trust, what you can believe and what not and for me running helps me in finding what I truely can believe, what I truely want to believe ... running all the pain away as I swomm it away the past weeks...but running even works more for me  ;)

Nice poem I have to admit it although I read things of which I thought we had talked them over already...if you need to talk you know where to find me! I'm not dessapearing from earth when I don't come online you know...I check my email every day!

my poem a short one today:

believe is
what you seek
believe is
what you need
to find the truth
to find
your destination

believe is
what brought me you
brother
believe is
what I seek in you
my lover
I thought you knew
tough
I know now
believe is not
knowing
believe is how it's called
belief in...

Lovely greetz!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 10, 2007, 05:25:41
2 Longwaytogo
great that you finally did it.. :lol:

To me nothing can help to find the truth but brainstorming. And that's exactly what i do now.  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 10, 2007, 06:27:09
/I’ve lost everything/.
And sucking vacuum lives in my temples.
I can’t talk to people:
Whatever is said they get as templates.
/I can’t live/
/I can’t breathe/
/I can’t be/
Understand? They see not me.
I am rejected, gotten wrong.
I am the worst for them from beings…
I lost my shame, I lost my faith.
They hate me, hate me to create.
They are my parents. See? I’m worthless.
They understand me as they want. No stops.
I’ll face the truth. My pain is endless.
I wanted peace – I was disturbed.
And what? I said I’d do.
I’d do. But…it’s too late.
What for? To hate,
To race…
“You love only yourself”
Was said.
Oh, great!
I hate myself…
I always did.
Did you know?
No.
………Forget all this…….
Why//////never/////no one/////feels/////
///my shame on me///
///////////forget//////////
///me not at all///
Not anymore.
Me not.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 12, 2007, 09:31:00
And no one can admit.
And no one takes it!
And no one can oblige.
But everyone fakes it!
And my brain flows and I believe
That cruelty and hatred mine can kill!
And my brain flows and I adduce
My lust and pain to induce
That I can take off trade marks and falseness!
And angriness of me is tense!
And growing and growing,
Brain is blowing
By winds of dreams and calls!
And soul cries!
And soil marks!
My hands that I tried to save
From being twitched by hands of liars
In foyers
Of golden masks, faked smiles
Fading away denies
And cries
For freedom!
Leading!
This pain is leading
Me to myself.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 12, 2007, 09:49:05
the pain
we can carry it though
we where born in pain
born in stress
and anger for the pain
we caused

we grew older
both an own way
to follow
faith separated us
from the day you where born
I missed you

no words
are strong enough
but yours
to keep me
out of the desert

no look is deep enough
to tell me more
then a whole book
no kiss silent enough
to carry me at clouds
and to lose myself
in the warmth of
your arms
your silent voice
that tells me
you wait
and all I can do
is watch...

A lovely greet
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 12, 2007, 14:10:55
why you make me suffer
I love you
why you make me cry
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you

blood I taste
when I suffer
like you made me suffer
own blood
that I made flow
I cry
for you
but no answer
will reach the wind

No tear can reach the ground
they flow
inside
to the heart of my soul
that bleeds
from all the suffer
to deep this is
to deep I feel this pain
dead
is the only way
...
goodbye
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 12, 2007, 18:34:14
Since the beginning
I believe in you
Since my early years
I was
searching
for you

all this time
you where right
in front of me
and though
my heart was full
of love
my eyes
where blind

glad I found you
one of
the best friends
that I will I guess
never see

with my heart I'll be with you
day and night
in my dreams
I'll send you hugs
with love
and friendship

Girl
I'm thankfull
that the world
gives you
for I'd be lost
in eternity...

A lovely greet!!Good night!! Sweet dreams with your bigges wishes!!

Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 12, 2007, 18:52:52
My hand
Covered with blood
My blood
That flows
Because of my longing
My despair
And my missing

My lips taste
The sweetness
Of your sweat
Caress the truth
Of my blood
That flows
Only for you

Red
colour of love
I’ll cover myself in it
I’ll kill myself
Sell my soul
To the devil inside me
For I cannot live
Without you

My eyes see
The beauty
That rises in you
Stare away the tears
On your face
That where there
For so long

In eternity
I’ll kiss away
The pain
I’ll share my passion
In a sweet dream
Of cruelty

latest one today...now my day ends, I take a step aside for one sec...

Lovely greetz!
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 14, 2007, 04:33:47
:D the last one is simply great, Kitty-cat :)
Mine..Wrote it right here, at school, practicing....supposedly doing something...useful...but... ;)
There’s nothing to keep anymore,
Though
When I say that I go – I will stay.
Furthermore:
I will may
Not to go.
There’s someone who seems to be always near
To destroy and to blow off my fear.
Can I trust you? I cannot to trust!
I stay pale, being scared, stay aghast.
There’s nothing I love more than truth...
There’s nothing…There’s nothing…to use...
There's nothing...Confused....
I can't trust.
Alas...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 14, 2007, 05:38:32
hallo an alle noch mal,
das ist von mir an Lacrimosa

***
Ich bin ein Fremdling in der Wüste des Lebens
Ich bin ein Wind in der Stille der Nacht
Es gibt keine Menschen, nur die Schatten aus der Vergangenheit,
und die Illusion der Zukunft dauert noch
Es gibt kein Wasser der Hoffnung zu trinken
Es gibt kein Land von der Liebe zu bleiben
Es gibt nur den Sonnenschein und den Sand,
wohin gehe ich unter...
Es gibt kein Labyrinth zu gehen
Und der Weg ist eine gerade Linie,
so unklar am Anfang - 360 Horizonte,
und so vollkommen am Ende -
ich
werde
sterben...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 14, 2007, 08:15:52
:o Namenlos!!! BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I love it so honest, so true simply beautiful!

Aional we both know that you though can trust  ;) just admit it to your self, it's a nice poem, short and holding all it need to say!

Lovely greetz!
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 14, 2007, 08:23:00
danke, Longwaytogo, ich versuche nur mein deutsch zu verbessern 8)
und das ist nicht so leicht, aber egal.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 14, 2007, 08:30:43
:) wenn man es nutzt lernt man es na das ist was meiner Lehrer immer sagte aber dein Deutsch ist doch sehr gut?! oder bin ich krank  :shock:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 14, 2007, 10:32:06
So many tears
and none can understand
why
you left me
why you comfort me
by just feeling
I exist

so many words
I said to you
in dreams and horrors
in pain and smiles
though none
has reached your heart
none
has covered your soul

I screamed for more
I screamed so loud
I hided in the mass
of unknown monsters
off the dark
it crawled up
trying to catch me
in prison I would bleed
for the times I made you cry
for I left you alone

now the waterfall of tears
covers your face
your hands
with dry blood
from long ago
touches my soul
...
I love you

Lovely greetz
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 14, 2007, 13:22:47
Longway...sweet...as ur new avatar is... :D


Небеса зовут
Сочным запахом облаков;
Ждут
Мирным лепетом детских снов.
Жди!
Жди, когда-нибудь я приду.
Сны;
Сны и радуги принесу.
Свет!
Свет покину, чтобы из тьмы
«Нет»;
«Нет» забрать и унести….

Heavens call
By rich scent of clouds
Wait
By peaceful babble of childish dreams.
Wait!
Wait, someday I will come.
Dreams;
Dreams and rainbows I will bring.
Light!
Light abandon, for from the darkness
“No”;
“No” to take and carry off….
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 14, 2007, 15:42:27
I want a tiger graaaw  :lol: thanks I like that sweety ...


another small one but they say more then your long ones to me ;)

Greetings!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 14, 2007, 16:06:38
Thunder
echoes in my head
while this melody
writes itself
on a piece of paper

my light
is noting more then
the flash
that follows after
few seconds of silence

my head trembled
my hands shake
when I think
about those nightmares
in which I died
more then once

My eyes
look into yours
while you
so far from me
take my hand
and wave goodbye the fear

I love this melody
I love this thunder
this one time
I don't need
to be scared
don't need
to shut my eyes
as if something
will show me
destiny of those
shemmering lights

This one time
I feel the energy
feel the power
of needing you
as if all this time
we lived
but in our mind

Second one:

The rain fades away
All sorrows of the world
Together with you
I search for peace
I hide this love

As if all
Was far to long ago
The deepness of memories
That fade away
With the stars
who cover the nightly sky

The moon that tries
to show us
the way
where we belong
while
the shadows of the dark
will keep me
from lying
when you’d ask
if I love you

only true memories
deserve a place
in our heart
only you
as memory
deserves
to be loved…




Lovely greetz!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 14, 2007, 19:18:42
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
:) wenn man es nutzt lernt man es na das ist was meiner Lehrer immer sagte aber dein Deutsch ist doch sehr gut?! oder bin ich krank  :shock:


nein, Du bist nicht krank. Du bist ok:-) bei den Gedichten manchmal nicht absolut schlecht, aber im Prinzip ist nicht so.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 14, 2007, 21:31:55
:) na das ist einer Last von meinem Herz  :lol: na ich hoffe das du es schaft denn mit dein Deutsch ... und entschüldigung für mein eigenes Deutsch, ich muss ja gleich wieder ein bisschen theorie wiederholen  :roll:

Ein Lieber GruB und suBe traumen
ich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 15, 2007, 04:12:12
als ich schon verstanden habe, Deutsch darf man immer lernen, um etwas endlich zu sagen können... und es gibt immer eine Möglichkeit wieder und wieder Fehler zu zahlen :lol: also, die Hauptsache ist so: "Deutsch ist das ganze Leben und die ganze Welt"... und keine andere Sprachen... jetzt kann ich schon kein Englisch... nach dem Deutsch. 8)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 15, 2007, 07:23:26
ich habe irgendwo gelesen "denn Welt muss spanisch sprechen uberall"  :lol: mmmm es werde ein bisschen langweilig werden ne wenn du immer und uberall denn Menschen verstehen werden ohne dafür ein bisschen die Zeit zu nehmen? ich liebe es mehrere sprachen zu sprechen na lohne French, ich hasse dieser und Deutsch ist ja auch meine lieblingssprache ich finde das na du kannst da viel gefühl inlegen alles Worte sind so natürlich und na eigen weiB nicht wie ich es umschreiben muss nicht nur in Musik, nicht nur in Gedichte aber selbst weil sprechen ist es immer eine Verateming weil ich PROBIERE deutsch zu sprechen...Da sind so noch viele Sprache spanish, Swedisch,na zu viel ne... :D ich "kenne" jetzt 4 sprachen und na das reicht für Moment  ;)

Lieber GruB!
ich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 15, 2007, 07:33:05
klar 8)
und ich hab mich zur Zeit auf Deutsch konzentriert, deshalb  spreche ish meine Muttersprache abends schon nicht so gut :shock:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 15, 2007, 07:35:44
:lol: I love that smiley sorry  :D na meine Muttersprache ist auch nicht mein beste da ich immer hier bin  :oops:  :lol: aber naja ist auch nicht so ganz wichtig ich kann english und ein bisschen deutsch und dass ist was sie hier in Belgien erwarten von mir  ;) ganz klar!

Lieber GruBe
ich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 15, 2007, 08:52:53
Why you left me
With those tears on my face
Why you laughed away the pain
For one second
Why can’t we be together now
After all this time
Why can’t we stop hiding
And disguise this illusion
In a sweet dream
Of passion

All that time
All those memories
Who fade away
In a small piece of happiness
While tears keep flowing
Help me to stop them
Help me to care

I love you
Isn’t that enough
Do you really need me
To cry
As if feel what I feel
isn’t enough
As if caring
Will only kill myself

The sooner
The better


Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 15, 2007, 19:14:48
ein wenig auf meiner Muttersprache, denn mir ist bekannt, daß man hier auf verschiedenen Sprachen schreiben darf...
кого, когда и кто и как любил, -
имеет ли такое уж значенье?
где сколько звезд,
кому кто фюзеляж разбил?..
ведь впереди успокоенье...
одна война закончится, другая вновь начнется,
все обращают люди сами в прах:
зимы узор на покосившихся крестах,
журчание ль весны кладбищенским ручьем...
иль летний зной, что мрамор черный, поглощая,
лишь мертвым отдает теплом,
живым ничто не обещая...
удел последний - вечности мгновенья...
минуты жизни не ценив земной,
а есть смысл ли сидеть и плакать над прошедшим?
все чудеса земли мгновений тех не стОят,
когда маячит впереди конец всех войн.
война?
окститесь, смертные, вам это не по силам,
то жалкие потуги лишь чертей.
а Богу до войны нет дела,
ему дела найдутся поважней.
любовь? обман. тепло? иллюзия тепла.
лицо и тело? прах земли сиюминутный.
война? да, лишь война, без смысла и значенья,
процесс лишь важен воплощенья зла.
кресты лишь расставляя, начинают думать о крестах.
душа? быть может... только вижу я
лишь надписи на кладбищах на разных языках...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 15, 2007, 20:00:24
ich werde gern sagen schön  :lol:  aber naja dieser sprache  :shock: verstehe ich NICHT  :D

ein Lieber GruBe!
ich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 15, 2007, 20:04:58
ich wollte das löschen, aber konnte schon nicht :oops:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 15, 2007, 20:08:38
destiny...ich bin sicher es ist ein schönes gedichte  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 16, 2007, 02:41:18
2 Namenlos
Not agree. though, i don't agree with your ideas and points of seeeing it, but they are really interesting. you are one of the fisrt people here who, judging, in a poem shows "miserability" of humanity. But why so sad? Have u ever listened to Letov? ;)
Translating into Rissian, 'cause he/she :)  doesn't understand English: Не согласна я с идеей стихотворения, как ты всё это видишь. Но интересно, интересно. Ты один или одна:) из тех, кто, осуждая, показывает никчёмность людей...но что ж всё так печально-то? Летова слушал(а)?  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 16, 2007, 05:40:34
@Longwaytogo
danke, aber keine Ahnung, was war es :P

@Aional
all my poems are sad, because I write only in moments of reflections, not more 8)  and the main idea of this one is "die ganze Straße riecht nach Blut, noch es ist nichts geschehen" (с)

and yes, I've heard many russian alternative music, including Letov 8)
I can say, that I've heard only alternative.

p.s. sorry, english ist impossible for me now :oops:

з.ы. не имею ничего против людей в принципе, просто я достаточно взрослый человек (примерно такого возраста, как участники Лакримозы:-) и иногда меня посещают такие мысли. но отнюдь не всегда. я стараюсь не думать на эту тему. плюс к этому, в целом позитивный человек. просто это часть моего жизненного опыта, который ну никак не выкинуть. умрет вместе со мной:-) а когда мне было 16-20 и даже 25, я ничего такого не писала...
может, стереть это отсюда?..  я уже пробовала, но, как и раньше,  стереть сообщение с этого форума невозможно, останется пустое сообщение... может, это выход?:|
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 16, 2007, 12:14:54
2 Namenlos
mmm...
I love Letov... ;)
And i understand sadness, u know. I simply wanted to discuss..though, i believe it isn't possible with me.
Sorry if i brought memories onto the surface. I didn't want to. Truly.
So my disagreement has no weight...Sorry again.  :oops:
 :cry: Стирать ничего не надо, я просто заинтересовалась, почему так.  :oops: Понимаю я грусть. Накатывает.  И злость накатывает. а у меня рано началось, хотя гордиться-то и нечем..Вот мне и интересно всегда: кто, почему и как, с чего те же эмоции хлещут...Прости, если что - я не хотела напоминать о плохом. :(
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 16, 2007, 12:41:53
Quote from: "Aional"
2 Namenlos
mmm...
I love Letov... ;)
And i understand sadness, u know. I simply wanted to discuss..though, i believe it isn't possible with me.
Sorry if i brought memories onto the surface. I didn't want to. Truly.
So my disagreement has no weight...Sorry again.  :oops:
 :cry: Стирать ничего не надо, я просто заинтересовалась, почему так.  :oops: Понимаю я грусть. Накатывает.  И злость накатывает. а у меня рано началось, хотя гордиться-то и нечем..Вот мне и интересно всегда: кто, почему и как, с чего те же эмоции хлещут...Прости, если что - я не хотела напоминать о плохом. :(


alles ist ok 8)
такие эмоции вызывают у меня исключительно человеческие особи... в большинстве своем. злости нет, практически никогда не бывает, раньше было сильное удивление, сейчас - недоумение, от очень легкого до легкого :| в общем, кризис среднего возраста, уход от реальности, в т.ч. от русской реальности:-) мои изыски  и стремление избежать отрицательные  эмоции, которые я часто испытываю, общаясь с людьми, (хотя, они об этом не ведают, тут дело в моем восприятии), дошли до того, что я с головой погрузилась в изучение немецкого:-). таков мой протест. я очень тонко воспринимаю слово в целом, русское в том числе. кто-то мимо ушей пропускает или даже получает удовольствие от изречений, от которых я лично начинаю погибать.

не надо извиняться, все нормально. у меня почти все стихи надрывные или напоминают  исповедь мертвого человека. эти эмоции имели место быть, иногда бывают и сейчас, но эпизодически. в них тоже нет ничего страшного. я научилась их принимать. в целом я человек гармоничный и счастливый, как минимум, - сам с собой, часто - с Лакримозой 8)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 16, 2007, 13:25:15
Quote from: "namenlos"
Quote from: "Aional"
2 Namenlos
mmm...
I love Letov... ;)
And i understand sadness, u know. I simply wanted to discuss..though, i believe it isn't possible with me.
Sorry if i brought memories onto the surface. I didn't want to. Truly.
So my disagreement has no weight...Sorry again.  :oops:
 :cry: Стирать ничего не надо, я просто заинтересовалась, почему так.  :oops: Понимаю я грусть. Накатывает.  И злость накатывает. а у меня рано началось, хотя гордиться-то и нечем..Вот мне и интересно всегда: кто, почему и как, с чего те же эмоции хлещут...Прости, если что - я не хотела напоминать о плохом. :(


alles ist ok 8)
такие эмоции вызывают у меня исключительно человеческие особи... в большинстве своем. злости нет, практически никогда не бывает, раньше было сильное удивление, сейчас - недоумение, от очень легкого до легкого :| в общем, кризис среднего возраста, уход от реальности, в т.ч. от русской реальности:-) мои изыски  и стремление избежать отрицательные  эмоции, которые я часто испытываю, общаясь с людьми, (хотя, они об этом не ведают, тут дело в моем восприятии), дошли до того, что я с головой погрузилась в изучение немецкого:-). таков мой протест. я очень тонко воспринимаю слово в целом, русское в том числе. кто-то мимо ушей пропускает или даже получает удовольствие от изречений, от которых я лично начинаю погибать.

не надо извиняться, все нормально. у меня почти все стихи надрывные или напоминают  исповедь мертвого человека. эти эмоции имели место быть, иногда бывают и сейчас, но эпизодически. в них тоже нет ничего страшного. я научилась их принимать. в целом я человек гармоничный и счастливый, как минимум, - сам с собой, часто - с Лакримозой 8)

А я не могу смириться с людьми...И не могла никогда. Ударили -  а я закопалась..в изучение. Боюсь я их и избегаю, в результате чего изучаю. Языки, культуры, нравы, религии..Течения молодёжи и не очень ;)  как готического ответвления...Вот эмо-культуру начну изучать..Да уже начала. А люди, к вящему моему сожалению, в массе своей - бесчувственные скоты... Или это мы чересчур чувствительны?хотя мир в целом...ПРЕКРАСЕН И ВЕЛИК... :D
 Кстати, тут правила, за которые меня отсюда попросят когда-нибудь..про языки. Официально только два языка дозволены...Так что придётся переводить..блин.  :(
And I can't take people...And never could. Was struck - and...bured myself into...studies. I'm afraid of them and avoid them,  in results of what I study. Languages, cultures, customs, religions...Currents of youths and not youths ;) as gothic branch..Soon i will begin to come to know emo-culture..though, have begun already. And people, to my great pity, in a mass of them - senseless animals...Or it is..we are too sensitive? though the world is BEAUTIFUL AND GREAT! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 16, 2007, 13:45:14
Quote from: "Aional"
Quote from: "namenlos"
Quote from: "Aional"
2 Namenlos
mmm...
I love Letov... ;)
And i understand sadness, u know. I simply wanted to discuss..though, i believe it isn't possible with me.
Sorry if i brought memories onto the surface. I didn't want to. Truly.
So my disagreement has no weight...Sorry again.  :oops:
 :cry: Стирать ничего не надо, я просто заинтересовалась, почему так.  :oops: Понимаю я грусть. Накатывает.  И злость накатывает. а у меня рано началось, хотя гордиться-то и нечем..Вот мне и интересно всегда: кто, почему и как, с чего те же эмоции хлещут...Прости, если что - я не хотела напоминать о плохом. :(


alles ist ok 8)
такие эмоции вызывают у меня исключительно человеческие особи... в большинстве своем. злости нет, практически никогда не бывает, раньше было сильное удивление, сейчас - недоумение, от очень легкого до легкого :| в общем, кризис среднего возраста, уход от реальности, в т.ч. от русской реальности:-) мои изыски  и стремление избежать отрицательные  эмоции, которые я часто испытываю, общаясь с людьми, (хотя, они об этом не ведают, тут дело в моем восприятии), дошли до того, что я с головой погрузилась в изучение немецкого:-). таков мой протест. я очень тонко воспринимаю слово в целом, русское в том числе. кто-то мимо ушей пропускает или даже получает удовольствие от изречений, от которых я лично начинаю погибать.

не надо извиняться, все нормально. у меня почти все стихи надрывные или напоминают  исповедь мертвого человека. эти эмоции имели место быть, иногда бывают и сейчас, но эпизодически. в них тоже нет ничего страшного. я научилась их принимать. в целом я человек гармоничный и счастливый, как минимум, - сам с собой, часто - с Лакримозой 8)

А я не могу смириться с людьми...И не могла никогда. Ударили -  а я закопалась..в изучение. Боюсь я их и избегаю, в результате чего изучаю. Языки, культуры, нравы, религии..Течения молодёжи и не очень ;)  как готического ответвления...Вот эмо-культуру начну изучать..Да уже начала. А люди, к вящему моему сожалению, в массе своей - бесчувственные скоты... Или это мы чересчур чувствительны?хотя мир в целом...ПРЕКРАСЕН И ВЕЛИК... :D
 Кстати, тут правила, за которые меня отсюда попросят когда-нибудь..про языки. Официально только два языка дозволены...Так что придётся переводить..блин.  :(
And I can't take people...And never could. Was struck - and...bured myself into...studies. I'm afraid of them and avoid them,  in results of what I study. Languages, cultures, customs, religions...Currents of youths and not youths ;) as gothic branch..Soon i will begin to come to know emo-culture..though, have begun already. And people, to my great pity, in a mass of them - senseless animals...Or it is..we are too sensitive? though the world is BEAUTIFUL AND GREAT! :D


oh my english... 8)  ok, deutsch/russisch dann
я понимаю все, о чем ты говоришь 8)  это во многом объясняется возрастом. я принимаю людей только потому, что я в два раза старше. даже не в два, а немного побольше ;) это приходит со временем. хотя, от людей я все также продолжаю убегать. даже больше, чем раньше. просто гармонии внутренней стало больше.

ich verstehe alles, was Du sagst. das alles ist verständlich. Du bist 17 oder so. und ich bin 2x17, deshalb akzeptiere ich schon Leute. Das kommt mit der Zeit auf. Aber ich laufe von ihnen auch wie früher... hab nur mehr Harmonie.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 16, 2007, 14:39:42
[quote="namenlos]
oh my english... 8)  ok, deutsch/russisch dann
я понимаю все, о чем ты говоришь 8)  это во многом объясняется возрастом. я принимаю людей только потому, что я в два раза старше. даже не в два, а немного побольше ;) это приходит со временем. хотя, от людей я все также продолжаю убегать. даже больше, чем раньше. просто гармонии внутренней стало больше.

ich verstehe alles, was Du sagst. das alles ist verständlich. Du bist 17 oder so. und ich bin 2x17, deshalb akzeptiere ich schon Leute. Das kommt mit der Zeit auf. Aber ich laufe von ihnen auch wie früher... hab nur mehr Harmonie.[/quote]
понять - но не принять...или принять, но не смешиваться...да, внутренняя гармония...хотелось бы её найти раз и навсегда..А так..я дико рада, что покой свой нашла..душевный. Хотя бы временно.. :roll:
Остаётся надеяться, что я начну их принимать. Хотя..сомнения меня гложут. Быть с ними рядом - но поверхностно, это - да. А вот..принять...понять..я только пытаюсь. ) Спасибо, мне почему-то этот диалог дал надежду. :)
To understand - but not to take...or to take, but not to mingle with them..yes, inner world's harmony...i wish i could find it once and for all..And so...I'm wildly happy that i found my peace...soul's peace..At least temporary.  :roll:
What is left - to hope, that i begin to understand them. Though...doubts eat me. To be near with them - but on the surface, not deeply, this  - yes. But...erm...to take...to understand..I only try. ) Thanks, this dialogue gave a hope...  :)

a poem...closing up another off-top... :D
Everything’s linked.
I’ve put my heart
And trust
On Heavens
Right before feet
Of God.
I let Him decide
Who’s right.
I gave my everything -
And got peace.
Please
Don’t say anything.
Leave.
I fly
Now.
I run.
How?
I’m free.
'Cause I’m free.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 16, 2007, 16:36:32
"die ganze Straße riecht nach Blut, noch es ist nichts geschehen"  dieses kommt mir bekannt vor mmm... 8)

na habe nicht viel verstehen aber solange du beiden einander versteht  ;)

ein Lieber gruBe!
keine Gedichte heute von mir, wegen keiner Zeit...

ich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 17, 2007, 06:18:02
@Aional
этот путь не легкий и протяженный во времени, но главное - найти гармонию с собой. все еще впереди 8)
dieser Weg ist nicht so leicht und er ist lang, aber die Hauptsache ist die Harmonie in dir zu finden. Dann kommt alles immer besser 8)

@Longwaytogo
ja, wir verstehen uns ganz gut :)

P.S. es ist wirklich schade, daß ich  erst am 18 Juni nach Deutschland fahre und dazu in Baden-Württemberg :?
Aber das freut mich sehr, daß meine deutschen Freunde danach auch Hohelied der Liebe und andere Lieder hören werden. Was darf man nach Deutschland mitbringen? Natürlich Lacrimosa :lol:
alles anders ist Quatsch in Rußland :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: namenlos on June 17, 2007, 06:33:42
:)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 17, 2007, 14:24:05
Suddenly this feeling
takes over
this power makes me love you
makes me see
how complete I am
when I surrender myself
to you
how peacefull I am
when I lose myself
to the flame of your love

how perfect live is
when I feel
you feel
and know
that all sweet dreams
come true some day
some day
very soon

Lovely greetz!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 17, 2007, 14:35:21
can I burn myself
I'd love to burn myself
to dead

in eternity
our love will continue
where I found it
where you hided
where you killed yourself
to be sure
some would find this
pure, naked love
not destroyable by reality

this passion within its limits
that can be sensed
even trough this distance
between the carriers
of this peaceful home

can I burn myself
I'd love to burn myself
to dead
on this flame
that can't be killed!

lovely greetz!
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 17, 2007, 17:04:48
Leave me alone.
I rejected. I said – no.
And coldness in my hands stopped.
Though why still feel I touched?
Though why I still want to share?
No despair.
No despair.
My pain and I can’t give it and show.
Go!
I wanted to share every beauty…
Deity
Will show me the way
To go away
From you.
From you in my mind,
That is a delusion.
Solution
Is divine
In it’s simplicity…
Atrocity
Of saying goodbye
To a heart’s dream.

Today i say goodbye to every piece of my dream. Today i let it all go..away. Today i cut off everything...'cause..Ибо кто сказал туби шо будэ лэгко?(с)Океан Эльзы. Who said to u that it would be easy?(c)Okean Elsy(sp). So...goodbye...my..easy-going beliefs.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 19, 2007, 15:37:18
I'm missing you already  Aional  :cry:

Here is mine of today:

In the cold
Dark night
I can’t stand this
Emptiness any longer
No longer this breath
Can take me from my life

Your cruelty
Is growing
Having his roots
In my by darkness covered
Heart
Broken every promise
That you once
Left behind

Where to hide
I do love you
Where to run
From your killing lies
who ever leave me behind
In this day life illusion
Of a clown that seeks
For his peace

Your smile is useless
Your eyes keep
Hiding the truth
Is this my imagination
Is this what they call
Reality

Where is that
Hatred from long ago
That anger that left me
When the sun got down
For one last time

Why did you look so deep
Why did you leave me
With this unbelief…

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 20, 2007, 07:46:34
The last breathe
Before I close my eyes
Before I say this all goodbye
As if all has been for nothing
The whispered words of the trees
The lightning of the storm
As if we where just
Not made to be together
The moon had guided the wrong way
And my feelings got lost
In this strong wind of love

The last beat of my heart
Before I shut my lips
Before I dream my life an end
As if you didn’t mean what you said
And this all
Was just a bad dream
As if I hoped to lie
And whished for illusions

The last wink of my feelings
Before this thunder blows my ears
Before I hide within this passion
As if life is only true if it’s with you
As if this feeling won’t be gone
But when I’m dead

I leave the sky its peace
I let my heart have its beats
Waiting for a cold death
To take you away
And by death
We all get separated
…in the end.

Written this night since it was too hot to sleep  :?

Lovely greetz!
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 21, 2007, 12:51:57
new poem in German, sorry for misstakes...


Darf ich etwas fragen

Ohne dir es zu vergeben

Das wir alle

Im Westen geborgen sind

 

Darf ich dir etwas sagen

ohne Antwort zu erwarten

Da wir doch

Nur alle Menschen sind

 

Darf ich dir lieben

Ohne deiner Blicke

Von misstrauen

Ohne dein ungläubige wissen

Du bist kein Gott

Du bist ein Mensch

 

Darf ich deine Schmerzen lindern

Ohne dazu eine Träne fließen zu lassen

Da ich bin doch nur

Ein Kind

 

Ich bin misstrauisch

Ich bin allein

Ich will nur

Dein Freundin sein

Nur meiner Blicke auf deiner

Toten Körper

träumen lassen

Greetings!
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 21, 2007, 17:58:24
Kittycat....I think i know what u meant...then - great))) ;)


A fruit, eaten before time
Turns into a poison;
A love, given to rime
Turns into a pain.

Lime, I shall taste.
Stones, I shall feel.
Time, shall it pass?
Wounds, shall u heal?

A lion never becomes a hare.
What stands truly shall never fail.
Know only those who dare.
Life is a snake, catching its tail.
I’m in the circle again.
I’ve been searching throughout pain.
Now I want to search through love.
No disdain,
No fleeing anywhere.
No name.

Just – love.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 21, 2007, 20:54:19
you understand me too well how you do that heu?!

You know that true love and pain or often close related to onanother as you saw with me and my boyfriend...

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 22, 2007, 07:42:04
yeah( they are close....but to think it over...i simply think that pain isn't for nothing, u know...like..."i'll give u pain to open ur eyes...with love, Fate..." :lol:


No one will ever understand, but who wants to…
I wish I could find more than me…
I wish I could find solidity in this fragility
I wish I could find a path to thee.
To one I loved and one I love
Though even rejecting forever
By reason, so common in humanity –
The reason, called terror.
I wish I was a dove
In your hands.
I wish I could find you and look into your eyes.
I wish I could find and not mingle with lies.
One error – and recovering will be a need.
My heart, my soul, my everything, - come to me!
Don’t go, don’t leave me, why should you?
My love, I will all harm undo!
I love you…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 22, 2007, 12:23:30
I’m dying inside
Killing my loneliness
my pain
For as you don’t know me
Wherefore should I suffer

I’m hiding
Within this evil spirit
This doom of life
For as I’m not me
Wherefore should I live

This dream
Of narrowness
This illusion of faith
Will hold me
From crying

I’m faking
My happiness
My smile
For as life swallows us
Wherefore should we hold on

I’m crying
My tears
My rivers
For as cruelty kills you
Wherefore should I hide
My love
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 22, 2007, 15:50:50
Kittycat...I wish i could be around...but i can't...keep on! Spiritually i'm following u and try to make u laugh! KITTY!! RRR))Kitty-tiger, since now ;)

I wonder: if my heart doesn’t lie…
Then I love!
Hey, my beloved, hi!
When’ll show?

When will rainbow
A heavenly mystery
Make a deep bow
Toward our misery?

Hey! Try to catch my tail!
To skies, to heavens I go!
May u not or may
To find me on that rainbow?

Hey, beloved, show up!
Touch my hand and keep me tightly!
Hey, beloved, don’t nap!
‘Cause I touch you slightly!

Turn and see me!
Turn and see!
My beloved, feel me!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 22, 2007, 16:12:18
:D you managed in that laughing thing alright I didn't came to positief again when I read this  :lol:  I'm fine i'll take care of myself while you're gone the last week before I finally can feel what I felt in August previous year! and then you're back and then we'll talk again  ;)

Nice poem Aional! kind of full of strenght in my eyes, desperation makes strong isn't it...

greetings!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 23, 2007, 05:24:04
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
:D you managed in that laughing thing alright I didn't came to positief again when I read this  :lol:  I'm fine i'll take care of myself while you're gone the last week before I finally can feel what I felt in August previous year! and then you're back and then we'll talk again  ;)

Nice poem Aional! kind of full of strenght in my eyes, desperation makes strong isn't it...

greetings!
Me

yeah, but i will be back for few days and then 'll have another weak-long or so vacation near seeeeeeeea......mmmmmmmmmm....
Not despair, i think, pain. When i got rid off pain, chasing me throgh years since the beginning, hihi....i still wonder...i didn't get rid off it...i simply replaced pain by hope and belief, 'cause it is in my hands, my happiness...it depends only on me, so... ;) i need to struggle then) with pain and despair...
....des - pair....
hm.... ;)
c ye..as soon as i'm back!
and wish me luck....17 hours driving in a bus...my..errr...i will read a lot...i'm sure....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 24, 2007, 20:49:31
I hear no thoughts
Only screams
Who wont restrain
Until my death

Those squeals
Of a baby that
Sheds his blood
For an endless dream

Those nightmares
Revile my memories
Of an unborn
Death

While Cold tears of insensitivity
Demolish my fears
For the never-ending
Future

Why so decent
You give in
As if truth has lied to you
And illusions died
Within heartless perceptions
Of you

I hear no thoughts
Only screams
And they wont reduce
Until I drown
In tears of blood…

Greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 26, 2007, 19:13:05
this one I wrote this evening:

So much anger
That reviles itself
At the bottom of my heart
Soon it’ll burst
With words
That can’t be understood

This faith I once had
It’s lost
I now see
None can be trusted
Where were you
When I died
Where were you
When I tried

This pain
I get by listening to you
O mighty dark lord
That had to lose
His power-dealing battle

So much egoism
So much hate
Where can we get born
In peace
In love
And without those sorrows
Of the dark

Greetings!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 27, 2007, 09:39:47
The silence
of my tears
with a broken heart
As if all left
and I walk away
shut the door
one last time

The coldness
of your dark eyes
who tell me
it cannot be
we found back
though this love
may not exist

Too late you see
awake me from this lie
creat this dream
of sweetness
of love

Remind me
of our love togheter
Forget my words
that were meaningless

I cannot hide this
I'd die without
your love

Second:

Within this storm
I burst
my waterfall flows
down the rocks
into the forest
I left these flowers
to give you peace
I brought back passion
for your desire

Though
what was left
is hatred
for all that lives
and dies

Third:

Rain at my window
starring to the clouds
a flash awakes me
this daydream
was real

My heart beats fast
when I hear your voice
the soft noise of your steps
while coming closer
and feel your hand
that comforts mine

For this one time
I give in
let my dream guide me
to your lips
feel the energy flow
as if this time
I'll become the lightning
of a storm that never ends

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 02, 2007, 08:56:20
:D
I was sitting by the window,
Trying to fall in the skies.
No use: I felt missing;
A missing one can't fly up.


A stone in my ring
Changes its color due the pouring light:
Under sun it's greeny blue,
Under an electric bulb - violet.
But now the color is weird:
Maybe 'cause i sit in the dark,
Or, maybe, 'cause i miss you.


-I am a meek warrior.
 My war is pure.
-Who do you fight with?
- My self.


There are many me, but me - sacred
Lives inside you, to be saved.
Me that's in you, tells not of market,
Marks bad things not,
..............................That me is loved.

That me is coiled, as on a blanket
Inside your soul, breathes on your chest,
That me has rest,
Sorry, if rented
..................... For few secs.

..............................................
but i need to do something
Before
I find the peace of touching
Your world.


hihi..holidays...RAINY holidays..... :|
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 02, 2007, 13:17:33
Somewhere in the middle of the road
I got what I thought I sought.
Somewhere in the middle of my cry
I got that I lie that I deny.
Somewhere in the nothingness of fear
I stopped feel, breathe and hear
You.
And a morning dew
Embraced shoulders of me -
Then I understood it all:
An angel shouldn’t fall.
You know.

ok, there are again too much me.
and that's not funny. :idea:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 02, 2007, 14:16:45
Not goodbye

I cry my silent tears
Of a certain unspoken death
Of these years we left behind
We lock them up in our hearts
Cherish them as a treasure

Blowing up my veins
I try to speak those words
That hide within
The depths of one’s soul
And dream those memories
Into eternity

Solitude, emptiness
My secret place to hide
Melancholic laughs and though
This is not goodbye

Greetings
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 03, 2007, 11:19:42
a little poem I wrote in my own language... I have translated it into german

Klein mysterie

Deze dromen
Proeven de tranen
Van geluk
Doch nimmer
Kan ik je zeggen

Ik wil je houden
Wil van je houden

Tot zover
Nog zoveel
Mijn mond spreekt woorden
Toch
Ik ken ze niet
Wat ik zeggen wil
Is meer dan soeverein plezier

Morgen
Te veel
Kan ik je ogen koesteren
Als fonkelende schatten
Van de nacht

Donker
Kilte
Vulde men hart
Men ziel onthulde
Dit klein mysterie
Kan ik je houden?
Ik wil van je houden.

Translation:

Dieser traumen
Prüfen der Tränen
Von Glück
Doch nimmer
Kann ich dir sagen

Ich will dich behalten
Will dir lieben

Bis hier
Noch soviel
Meiner mund spricht Worte
Doch
Ich kenne sie nicht
Was ich sagen will
Ist mehr denn dieser souveräner Freude

Morgen
Zu viel
Kann ich deine Augen streicheln
Wie funkelnden schatten
Von der Nacht

Dunkel
Kalt
Hast mein herz erfühlt
Meiner Seele enttarnte
Dieses Kleine Mysterium
Kann ich dir behalten?
Ich will dir lieben


Greetings!
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 03, 2007, 20:11:55
Screams of death

Is this goodbye
Is this spring
That claims it’s winter
The sun that blows
Under loud applause
Of  the pouring rain

Is this the end
That we claimed as real
The answers
We gathered in the light
Of this shimmering star
The wind that blow
upon the face
With melancholic tears

Fearful dying
In fires of hell
Hoping for light to come
And get you out of this
Solitude
This blindness none can heal
Scream sucker
Screams from pain
Why is this the end
What Is left to be found
Scream sucker
Screams from pain
That’s what you dream
That’s what you relive
In a field of memories
You can’t ever erase
Screams
Of dead

Greetings
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 03, 2007, 20:41:43
Mercy for who

This universe
This darkness around us
Collapse
Where can we run
Where can we hide

Those planets
With all their moons
This irritating
Hatred of the world
with tears of solitude
and hopes who fade away
So much pain
And where is that
God

Mercy
Deals with every pain
Though
What for him
And how for her
These tears of solitude
Can’t ever be wiped

Cruelty grows
In the corner of society
The background of your fantasy
An eclipse by this poverty
Though none expose his mystery

My faith in desire
The smiles while searching
My hope in desperation
These feelings of separation
So close
But though so far
I cannot reach
What don’t want do be reached
I can’t kill
For who time still keeps
This mystery
So much pain
And where is that
God


Mercy
Deals with every pain
Though
What for him
And how for her
These tears of solitude
Can’t ever be wiped

greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 04, 2007, 07:46:09
Kitty...I truly LOVE the last one.....
...............great.................
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 04, 2007, 08:25:52
...............something definitely happens....................





Something I felt, before dissolving into dreamland.
Someone I felt, before catching Morpheus’s hand.
I smelt a scent.
.........................I felt….
....................................I was not afraid.

Something happens, though can I predict a will?
Someone trembles, heart in me stands still.
A reminder,
..................An old crush of me
...............................................Appeared….
How could I
...................Have left my beliefs
.................................................On him?
He is as alien as all they…
......................................I hate when he calls me by name
Too.
............................I went all this through.

Days are coming; day by day we receive truths.
Nights are coming; night by night we get our proofs.
Hold my hand,
.......................And please, never
..................................................Let it loose.
In the dreamland
..........................No one ever
...................................................Told me truths
But you.
...........................Aeon waits.
....................................................Aeon….never loose.
As love,
///////////////////............................//////////////////////
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 04, 2007, 08:31:08
the last one  :) I wrote while listening to "The last millenium" it was quit fast at my computer  :)  Thanks for the complement!

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 05, 2007, 09:25:25
There’s nothing I could tell to anyone
Without being alienated, thrown away.
There’s nothing I could just explain:
It is Darkness of otherness without a ray.

 There’s yearning and longing, and there is my pride.
There are dreams of belonging and sharing The Life.
There are…There is… And where is this “there”?
In the inner believing, in the holy “my self”.

People’ shadows just flicker in this cave…
Holy life, Holy Spirit…forgive and forget.
I am cruel; I throw them away from myself –
Total blindness - their Holy Mistress.

….Total blindness and foolishness and the self….
Here we are, at the point of knowing ourselves:
If I cry, you will shiver in cold and in pain.
If you cry…crystal splits then fall down in rain.

Is the waiting in vain?
When I lost my courtesy?
Is this alienating a shame?
WHEN I lost my courtesy?

Shadows flicker, they dance and they sing.
Why then with them I feel like sick?
Why then I am alone and feel?
Who can explain to me what’s real?

Who can?

No fatigue, simply going outside
Toward the shadows, loosing pride,
Toward the people, where cold
I feel all over…it is odd…

Is it?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 05, 2007, 13:43:05
No one knows the time when the truth is gained.
No one knows this pain until this fear is felt.
Who am I? Creator or a slave?
Dependent slavishly upon myself,
A shadow, flickering in a cave
Or a free Goodwill, a free dove
That is
Thousand feet above?

Who’s the one and who are all who were?
Lo! I am not a curer, not a saver of this law!
Anymore
No tears anymore for you and for me!
No more!
There were enough to loose and to flee!
It is enough!

No one believes or just wears a mask?
Everything changed; do you feel now the link?
All what it took was to face up the task!
Heavenly law always wins, don’t you think?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 05, 2007, 13:47:13
Bitter tears
what 'll happen now
what can I do
can I say
you need me
I can feel

this loss
will never let us go
this pain
will never end
darling
you need me
I can feel

The sun is shining
trough our tears of
all those mysteries of death
how can I
I cannot
sweety give me your hand
I'll erase the blood
from bitter tears of pain
you need me
I can feel

These days
these nightmares
when will I awake
in this paradise
of love
and sweetness
I'll cover your dark soul
in sunrise of the morning
...
you need me
I can feel

greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 06, 2007, 05:19:28
Crystal beads of tears,
And moon goes down in flashes.
Nevertheless: no fears -
No one can see how it ends.

Silence stands, isn’t broken by breath.
Death is here, standing near with scythe.
It is open abyss now, no less;
Sun is the only one who is able to rise.

Birds – no birds, no living thing alive;
Storm is now not storm, not powerful for us.
Time stands still or run; who can now decide?
Shadow now is me, looking outside….

World, as precious beauty, lives inside my heart:
Rainbow over duties, crystals of denies.
What we had predicted, being feared and smart,
We fulfilled as steady as it goes with tides.

 Shiver as in cold though what can feel a shadow?
Eyes are full with tears, though how can cry a shadow?
Nothing matters now, but what I felt before this.
Nothing can be felt anew, because it is an abyss.

Shadow me, that look inside eyes of terrors.
Shadow me in dark, waiting to be settled.
Sunrise takes its time; I can go to fellows.
What we all have done?
Why have we so ventured?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 06, 2007, 15:06:13
........................and so it goes................................. 8)
And I am opening my eyes with Led Zepellin in my ears.
And I am opening my eyes to all led things that I’ve been through.
And I believe that you know much; and the sun leers
At naked skin and casts its lights; I wait the Moon.
Do you….

I stop the sentence, knowing that it leads to nothingness…
(A perfection of a beauty that can’t, even possible, be shared.)
It drives me crazy, though what is this? Forgiveness…
I need to be forgiven and forget.

So nothing’s here: I left all clues.
Dependent knows of circled loops.
A trace, a moon, a pain, and doom.
AND HISTERICALLY SMILING HAPPINESS!
An artist can easily make something from a mess
Of feelings dead.

So……………………………….
…………………………….my life is played…..
Displaced……………………
………………………………upon your self…..
So selfish……..
………………..and so bad.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 06, 2007, 16:46:16
Too late

Freedom
As if a pigeon
Can tell me the way
As if my stomach
Turns to prove
This direction

Callings
Voices in my head
Who’ll never die
Will continue
Until I found you
Until you finally look
Into my eyes

All those years
All those tears
As if nothing
But nothing
Continuous existing
Once dead

Why do you whisper
All I can say is
Look into my eyes
See me
Hear my soul
Screaming from the pain
This load
You bound at my back
Bleeding from the scarves
I open with this knife

You kill me
You kill me
I’d die for you
I’d die for you
To look into my eyes
I scream
I pray
I dream
Though
All I can say is
Look into my eyes
Listen
To the beat of my heart
It fades
It damps
Too much blood
That covers my face
My tears
You can’t recognise this
Not now
Not then

It’s too late

Greetings
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on July 08, 2007, 11:36:12
this is mine, hope you like it:)

Hate

My heart is full of hate
Full of disgusting and sickness
You destroyed my life
You betrayed me
You fucking liar

Because of you
I don’t know love anymore
Because of you
I can’t decide
To take the good
Or the bad way
Because of you
I don’t know what good
Or bad is
Why did you do this?
Why did you betray me?

Dark clouds have taken over the sky
The birds don’t sing anymore
My world
Has collapsed
My life
Means from now on
Hate

My soul can’t find peace
It will always wander on earth
It will always wander…
On the long roads
Roads in the desert
Roads with no view
The long and endless road
With dark clouds
The only thing that will be with me
Is my shadow
That follows me
Into the long road

I’ll always be on this road
Times strikes and yet for me…
There isn’t time
I continue walking
In this dark and empty road
Years and years passed
And from now on
I’m part of this road
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 08, 2007, 11:56:11
It's great!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on July 08, 2007, 13:40:15
thx :D  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 08, 2007, 13:46:10
you're welcome  ;) truth may be said  ;)

Greetings also from yesta(which means beginning) who is from now on watching what I'm doing  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on July 08, 2007, 19:12:43
he is watching you :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 08, 2007, 19:41:42
she is watching me ...it's a she...you could call it BIG SISTER instead of BIG BROTHER  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on July 08, 2007, 21:26:17
oh yeah srry wasnt paying attention while writing that :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 09, 2007, 07:02:22
you couldn't really know, didn't told you in my mails yet ;) she forgives ya  :lol: while biting my fingers :roll:  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on July 09, 2007, 16:18:31
she is punisching you that you didnt told lol:P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 14, 2007, 07:36:43
2 snowy
real)
i liked it ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 14, 2007, 11:06:06
So…things I longed for were false;
Weren’t they?
No; any experience is a need…
Then: hey!

Lost inside and found from within!
Collarbone to the selfishness between!
Two to two and answer is as right:
No one can predict the end of this fight!

Dark and Light!
Soulless and damned weakness!
Devil’s dance and loveless mess!
Fight!

I’ll find you, being already found and lost….
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 16, 2007, 14:03:30
Tears of loneliness
and still
I cannot sleep
I cannot long for your kiss
your soft skinn
that touches mine

A smile of happiness
and still
I cannot sleep
I cannot long for
that deep love
you share with me

Night falls again
restless dreams
of solitude
caress my
shining star
in the light of a full moon

Where is that day left
you promised me
never to leave me alone
where is that carressing smile
that laughed away
the tears upon my face

lonely I walk trough the nights
that bring nothing more
then a cold summer breeze
upon my naked hot skin
mourning for a loss
that'll return!

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 20, 2007, 19:57:16
So much words
I cannot speak
The desire of my soul
To see you
To hold you
As if one day
This might disappear

So many tears
I cannot cry
This longing for truth
This pain to end
In a dead street of light

So many smiles
I cannot laugh
Not with this feeling
Of solitude
That naked love
Flying away in eternity
And all I can hear is
I miss you


Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on July 29, 2007, 11:23:29
A white rose on a flexible stem,
Going to catch a ray of the Fay
In the misty air onto foggy glen,
Where no ear can hear a lay.

Oh the white rose, pondering upon false!
Oh the white ghost, selfish in the core not!
Oh the white tear, streaming not with force!
Oh the white lyre, strings of which can’t rot!

A white rose on the misty tombs.
A white ghost, shot with misty wounds.
A white tear, streaming from the lyre,
Keeping ghost feeling lost in the frost
Of the melodies standing,
While ices not melting
On the melodies standing as stones.


 ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 30, 2007, 17:49:46
:o WAAAAAUUUUUWWWW!!!! that's all I can say  ;) have no further time neither  :roll:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on August 05, 2007, 16:02:26
I’m not your dream.
Through snowflakes and fogginess
Through vagueness from within
I proved myself - I’m not your dream.

What takes so long to see the truth?
The lack of bravery and muse…
I’m goddamn fool -  I let the full
Of lonely bravery to win
Me from within.

I’m not your dream.
Once, hearing this I jerked my chin
Believing not… in death of dream.
My dream.

It took not long, but just enough
To understand without lies
That what is me, does live in me
And what is you… is something other
Then what I once had dreamed in water
Of purest love and knowledge free.

I tell to thee…
Being not afraid to feel no fear -
You’re not my dream.

2 Longwaytogo
Thanks, Kitty-tiger ;) I hope you are doing well...Reassure me! ;)
P.S. weird... a scent of candles or matches...  :shock:   ;)
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Post by: Kitty on August 05, 2007, 19:43:17
another great one nina, you surprise me by your latest poems I really love them in another way then I loved poems of your past...
Me is doing very well for the moment, I worked for a week already and I somehow feel stronger now, I forgot about those nasty things and the things you can't force and well let the power and the desire live in me...you could say just let it be let it be let it be let it be wispher words of wisdom let it be!

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 06, 2007, 10:15:28
Reduced pain

The pain fades
While the tears run down
As if all this life
I couldn’t feel
Couldn’t sense
What you where trying to tell

I listened
But not enough
To understand you
Not enough
To comprehend life

In the dust of this mirror
I see my face
Older now
Wiser
Though
The look in my eyes
Remains the same
My soul
Stays in the shadow
Of this human being

Where did I leave
Where did I go
In the shades of illusions
The mask in front of my face
Who covers
The tears
reducing
This Pain
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 06, 2007, 10:27:42
Mirror
The enemy of loneliness
The destroyer of beauty
Lovely I cover you
With pain
Loads of pain

Understandable
Forgivable
What did I do in the past
Why did you leave me
In this shadow of the night
The darkness of your heart

Is it this
Is this the end
Is it this
Is this the end

All I hear
Is the echo of my heart
Calling for love
Yearning for understanding
But in the end
We all long
For something
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 15, 2007, 20:09:36
Drawn in loneliness

I drawn in this deepness,
This emptiness
Of my solitude
I scream words
I don’t understand myself

For what deserves
To lie
And die
For who kills
To hide
For pride

I’d kill the world
For this loneliness inside
I’d demolish my fears
To get back my fire

For what deserves
To lie
And die
For who kills
To hide
For pride

The price we pay
To live
And for freedom
Is the salary we gain
For this labour inside
All our lives

Payment is living
Living as death
And nearing by
The truth
We’ll never survive

For what deserves
To lie
And die
For who kills
To hide
For pride
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 18, 2007, 21:11:29
This biting pain
It leaves scarves
Into my veins
it crawls
withdrawing words
of anger
leave my mouth
with every scream
of this solitude

willing to safe
what can be saved
willing to kill
what must be killed
I leave you behind
With those poisoned thoughts
Of emptiness inside
There are some things
You may never
Leave behind

This mind
Was empty for a while
Full as it is now
Flowing mysteries
of the world
we left behind
we could as well
have died …
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 24, 2007, 16:09:35
Lazy craziness

Crazy
Lazy
All I can think of
A masterpiece
In my head
Developing to the world
Arriving as a smile
I look into your eyes
There is more
Much deeper
There is more

Silent words
Are spoken
Though
I cannot understand them
I do not understand
Your smile
Your eyes
Your shadow
Covering my warm feeling

Cruelty takes over
My heart beats fast
As I see the disguise
As I see the loss
Of what was never mine

Though
There is more
Much deeper
There is more
Cruelty fulfils
What
I cannot see
Blind trough
What is called love
I smile back
My eyes let speak my soul

After all
Those looks
Remain
 Just glances.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 25, 2007, 15:39:33
Das Ende

Die Freude
Ganz ehrlich übertroffen
Schmerzlicher Tränen
Von ungewisserer Traumen
fließen auf meinem Gesicht
Ich kann es nicht sagen
Nicht noch einmal
Und immer wieder
Ich vertraute dir mein herz
Ich vertraute dir meiner Seele

Du hast einfach nichts gesagt
Du hast einfach nicht bekannt
Du hast…

Das Rufen
Halt auf ganz schnell
Die Augen
Verschwunden in die Nacht
Die Blicke kann ich nie vergessen
Nicht noch einmal
Und immer wieder
Ich vertraute dir mein Mysterium
Ich vertraute dir meinen Worten

Du hast einfach geschwiegen
Du hast einfach weggelaufen
Du hast…

Die Schreien
sind verstummt
Der Mund
ist gebrochen durch das herz
Dieser Worte kann ich niemals sagen
Nicht noch einmal
Und immer wieder
Ich vertraute dir meiner Sehnsucht
Ich vertraute dir meiner Liebe

Und du
Du hast dir einfach umgedreht
Du hast mir einfach angeguckt
Und dies
War dies
War es unseres Ende…

Lieber GruBe
ich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on August 25, 2007, 20:24:50
i think of all poetry you writed, this is one of the best :o  :D  i love it :D, it is great for sure ;) :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on August 28, 2007, 00:50:47
:shock: Wow, I understood most of it! Nice writting, keep it up!! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 28, 2007, 17:51:53
:D thanks guys! It's nice to hear this :)

And I will Arlishan I will keep writing...

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on August 28, 2007, 20:13:13
:D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 31, 2007, 19:13:16
I will post my poems once I'm back from vacation alright

Lovely greetz
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on September 01, 2007, 04:31:28
That'd be nice!
I'd post something if I still wrote poetry, I've always liked better to write prose, essays, novels and short-stories but I'll see if I can wake up the poetry-muse for a while!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 20, 2007, 14:31:34
Unbearable weakness

This feeling
Eating every piece
Of completeness
I can’t stand the loss
Of this glance in my eyes

I feel like a stranger
Covered in a suit
As if every minute
I can be discovered
Where were you
When I needed it

I feel like a rose
Bleeding out every vain
As if every second
I can die
Where were you
When I needed it

I feel like this pain
Deep inside humans
As if every day
It can come out and take charge
And where
Where were you
When I needed it

This solitude is unbearable
This emptiness is covered
By a fake smile
As if all has lived inside my head
And I lost it
In one
One single kiss with you!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 20, 2007, 14:34:57
Alone

Gratitude
Smiling people
And all is lost
As before
Before I left
Is all lost
As if nothing
Ever happen before
Before I crawled to you
Before as if
Nothing can be without
Without I cry for you
Without as I
Speak you’re name back
Back from far away
Away where I could die

alone
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on September 20, 2007, 22:01:11
oh, Longway, you;re doing wonderful as usual! :D
I haven't been writing anything since June or so... no inspiration
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 21, 2007, 13:20:18
:oops: thanks for the compliment  :oops:
Too bad no inspiration, that happens sometimes, just as times in which you have loads of inspiration  ;) I just felt the need again you know  :lol: you know me by now...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on September 26, 2007, 06:43:57
8) Seems like Kitty-tiger had inspiration on her vacation? Yes, Longwaytogo? :)))

Mine.

In the end there's always water

Through which the world seems pure.

I stand still, and later

I will know the truth.


 

Drops of rain on my hot braw

Keep telling me to stay calm,

Keep telling me to stay low

For I still need people.


 

Silent wish to end all pain,

Crashing glasses, having bruises,

Heart that's lame

That always looses

To maintain

A happy frame…


 

END THIS! END THIS!

Cries something on the left,

In my chest.

STOP IT! IT'S A TEST!

LIFE'S A CONTEST!

Brain whispers I can't rest.


 

And with cold hands,

(For blood can't run)

I leave my signature

Cold-blooded signature

On the schedule of Satan.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 26, 2007, 09:24:45
yes I had much inspiration, so much that it made me sick  :( I'm ill first week of school and I'M ILL!!!!  :cry:

Greetz!
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on October 22, 2007, 13:24:01
You torture me. And precious

And gracious sculptures

Full of malice and serenity

Is now my face.


You bound me with red lace.

And red-headed knights

Of torn out peaces

Weight on your consciousness.


Being beheaded with tiredness,

With brain powers at loose, I search

In your face the last of loveliness

I created. And blotch

Of red ink from my veins

Spoiled it, spotting

Once and for all

Your truly self.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on October 22, 2007, 22:55:33
Aional this one is beautiful! Your writing changed a lot since spring... I love it  :)

The Abyss was ours (To confess that you’re mine)

Vague sounds of reality
Burned out in the dark
And I looked into the eyes of abyss…

The hour approaches soon
& the Moon,
Dim as clay,
Shall pour the hailstorm of tears into my swollen eyes.

The obsidian sky waits
And I am waiting for you –
A fragment of life exhausted…
An asphodel heart-print…

Enfold me in your veil of darkness
To celebrate the reign of weeping night,
Mock me
If my voice is unsteady…

You… so proud of your pale masquerade…
Dying into a breath,
refilling the tide of moonbeams…

And I… but death and stain within you…
O, beautiful, beautiful You!

I have written your name so often
on the rimy marble
that my hands have now become the roots of my misery.
And in this perfect mirror I always watch you walk away…

Kill the dying in my soul, my love…
For Death once dead, bears no more dying then,
And I, willingly betaken, shall cease no more.

And through epitaphs, woven in thorns,
Stories, laid in stones,
I see these words are poison…
Just like me...

words only kept me breathing…
 only kept me longing for
your lamenting hands
to grasp my face and rock me back to sleep...
uneasy and unsettling.

But the only emanating breath now is a wind
And I abandon my heart…
So that I can’t make wishes anymore…

And it is so much easier
To keep my eyes closed in the dark.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 29, 2007, 09:13:42
And what more?

We all have our dreams
Our hopes perhaps
Nothing makes sense any longer
The tears I cry are long forgotten
Before they reach the ground
I trusted you
I loved you deep
Trough so trough so honestly

It’s all for nothing
Illusions captured my world
Dreams faded reality
Once more
Where is it that I find your hand
Your words who comforted me
Even in my dreams
The fear reduced by your silent cries

Attention flees the world
No more cruelty you silent men
Where is your identity lost in eternity
What is it that you make me see
What is it why you make me cry
Broken hearted
Tears full of wiped tears
Splendid my blood flees for you

Captured by lies
Envy, honour,
It all became a horror of images
Good erased by bad
Is this how it should end
Nose to nose,
Word to word
Dream after dream
Creating
More
Wishing the end
Comes soon

Why is it little men
Your heart was so big
That you lie
To yourself
To the rest of the world
In silence
Without identity
Without
A word


Not really a poem, more writing ideas down that popped up in my head...

Greetings
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on December 16, 2007, 18:32:53
well this was a long time...I did write in the meantime but it was too personal to deal with so I'd rather keep those for myself.
Today I wrote again:

Mesmorising
I can’t hold back
All that anger
Rising
At the depth of my soul

Shooting
All those words
May not go lost
I loved you
Way to much

Dying
At the strength
Of my soul
Can I call you
Just one more time

Greetings
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on December 17, 2007, 03:06:38
Longway this one is my fav qoute by far:
Quote

Dying
At the strength
Of my soul

really nice said.
A new poem from me. Quite long :)

  Princess
I sang of the gods, I sang of the heroes
of battles fierce and of rattling swords,
As long as my hawk was singing -
above all prayers I praised her songs.
But it's been a year since she was gone...
Vanished in rimy trees and frost...
Dear friend gone with the cold winter-storm,
Gone with the slicing winds of North…

And no peace I ever had since,
and lonely the crows sing in the skies…
And all I behold in twilight morn
is but her yellow-brown eyes...

O, if I could see with the eyes of hawk
Make my way on the wings of hawk...
Far away in the land of hawk,
Had it not been a dream or a fraud...

Be my soul for a moment, princess,
Lend your winds into my wings
Flight's still haunting me, and still I am willing
To see the cold fjords passing beneath...

Silk weaves in your gown, princess,
Embroidered with heather of fairest white,
I never could tell if I really was there
For I never could tell what is real and what is lie...

If only I could remember the words never spoken between
The two of us, and I still ramble...
Still have no peace like an old batle-scar...

For a song you endear with moonlight
While others pay with gold and greed...
In the land afar, covered in trees whisper,
Your're fairer than summer and pure as spring...

Wake up now my silver princess, array yourself in feathering
We shall fly amidst clouds and shadows - thin is the ice of your wrists.
Silk weaves in your gown, princess,
Embroidered with feathers of fairest gold,
And touching the air… and laughing… we fly… I always knew I could.

Come to me, lady…
let me touch your wings…
Every morrow, cold and clear
Brings demise to all my dreams…

Silk weaves in your gown, princess,
Embroidered with silver of fairest moonlight
O, wind, take me away to those mountains dear…
Take me before the day steals my sight!

Since it's such a pain to know
That nothing happened between…
Time never stopped to look back
in those windows lit dim…

Silk weaves in your gown, princess,
Embroidered with sorrow of fairest blue…
The rays of sunlight are almost here
But I shall sing one last time for you.

O, princess how far do the dreams roam?
Shall spring soon revive the flowers caged in cold?

And all is left is whisper… couple of words moaned
To the trembling strings –
Wake up now my silver princess… array yourself in feathering…
Am I not to know that we two never shared a morrow between?
And now your mercy pierces my heart like a sting…

For a song you endear with moonlight
While others pay with gold and words insincere ...
I could've given up my all to be with you,
But perhaps you're not ever real…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on December 17, 2007, 08:40:39
quite long you could say  :lol: it's though lovely...I just hate that I went studying English now since I seem to forget reading behind misstakes  :( but it's lovely I have read it twice, one time as I said reading but taking all misstakes and secund time only for content, it's really lovely  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on December 18, 2007, 06:50:25
Through many a year
I went through this mist
Of shameless lies and feasts.
Where I were among beasts,
Where I were among beads
OF frozen tears.
Though many a year…

Through many a year,
Through countless paths
To the southern part of the paradise,
To the Eden of Lies,
To the Sevenths Highs,
Where the Sun has no right to rise.
Through many a year…

Through many a year
I gathered dust,
I cherished perishing gods.
Through many a year
I burned all my roots
And got myself free at last.

Through many a year…
And now I am free,
I’m free as a bird on the tree.
And now I am not,
And now I am told
That I have no right to live.

I breathe frozen wind,
I gape at the stars,
I see all the motion of life:
The branches and hinds,
The craws and the hills –
The life and the death of these.

And Demon is near,
And giving his hand,
And telling me what does he want.
 And I lose my fear,
And I tell him thus:
Listen: a nightingale breaths.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on January 06, 2008, 20:40:42
They..:

All of them

Are nothing. And I know,

I always know they are false.

I search with mine eyes

Their rocky hearts and see nothing.

I see no you.

No trace of you.



I go through forest,

Through cold mist

Shortening blue blades of stripped earth,

And I still see no you.

My oath

Was to find you,

But how,

How?

I ask you.



Bones are bouncing in a dancing skeleton.

All my life is as this desolate one.

The more we are remote, the more it is cold.

It is cold over there. Cold.


Strangers are coming and going before

The altar of my heart. Give me some,

Some blood. I need its warmth

To warm up the hearth of home

I longed for.

It can't produce fire without your blood,

My dear,

My desolate love.
]



I am disarmed.

And in this weakness

I am mush more powerful

Than ever before.


I am charmed.

And in the fairness

OF your heart I dissolve.

That's what I longed for.

Being there,

Inside your soul.


My dear fool…






Nothing, but

A smiling image -

It is all, what I consist now of.

It is inside.

To fight?

What for? There's no reason

To fight against my love.

It is  inside.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on January 21, 2008, 01:55:27
a rather weird piece... but still. wathced a japanese movie the day before... I don't know the title, the actors, but it just broke my heart with it's innocence and naivety... it could've been childish, had the girl not been sick with cancer... desparate...

Carousel
I'm a forgotten rag-doll, lost in the attic
thrown into the paper box with useless lumber
Someone was so kind to draw me eyes
I'm a frail porcelain feather
a crystall ball with your reflection
I'm the thing broken... I am the thing you can't mend.

Stars and ribbons are tied round the wheel,
the carousel spins and runs still
and the time carries it through the oceans of fire
but I stand beside, watching the faces pass by

I'm a silly, light-headed sun -gleam,
suddenly caught in your mirror
I cry of happiness, laugh mindlessly
I'm a small red heart - a pin-cushion,
A useless present for Valentine's day

I am the golden leaves on the chess-board
a sonnata you haven't played for ages
Littoral sand covered in your traces...
I'm a paper bird, caged in the boughs of a tree
torn with the wind, rending in the rain...
Carousel spins without me.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on January 24, 2008, 10:33:17
Alex&Ra, I loved this one truly. It is..full of feeling, wirlwinding around in mad splashes of time. made me think and remember, honestly  :)

Frozen thundering snow.
Nothing but thundering snow,
Thundering snow throughout me.

There is nothing, nothing at all.
There is nothing, nothing at all,
Though people: breathing, alive.
It is darkening around me.

It is darkening, forseeing sky.
It is darkening, forseeking sky.
It is nothing but a lost chance to fly.
It is nothing but a sardonic smile.

It is nothing but fingers in earth.
IT is nothing but a lasting accord
OH MY LORD!

It is nothing but burden of life,
It is nothing but darkness of me -
Should be nothing to thee.

It is nothing but shadowy glen,
Where I'm standing, lost and insane.

It is nothing but thundering snow.
There is nothing but thundering snow,
There is no one, no sight of the earth.

There are people
Around and above.

somewhere in december 2007
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on January 25, 2008, 00:38:35
Aional, tnanks :)
I liked the rhythm your second stanza very much...

Secret
When the heart-drums will hush their beating
the last one, the leading...
and the place will be silent
with the silence of temple, I'll recognize you -
respiring poetry with numb lips - but I'll understand

When the rattles of breathing will hush their songs
the melodies of thunderstorms
and the place will be silent
with the silence of dreaming, I'll recognize
your face and your hands, that keep screaming

But the sounds shall return, they cannot help beating
for they're the sighs, the whispers, the trills, the runs
The strings of soul are living, silence is singing
I understand what your heart is screaming... why your lips are numb...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Danaim Raven on January 26, 2008, 12:02:52
How beautiful your secret is! Realy I must read it many times to get a stange feeling away from me. I can´t explane that feeling, but it makes realise that it isso naturel and realistic in some way.

Sounds weard when I read this over, but I hope you understand what I mean.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on January 27, 2008, 23:43:47
Danaim Raven, thank you so much!
Do you write anything?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 05, 2008, 06:26:58
me again)
It is in Russian though i tried to translate it. it is hard to be made of 2 different streams...

ТЫ.
Уничтоженный росток, разодранное досадой семя,
Смеющее ползти стеблем по раскисшему дну моей любви,
Отороченное водорослями гнева, как смеешь ТЫ
Говорить о милосердии?
,

ТЫ.
Разобранные детальки моего небытия, сломанные
Часы, отщёлкивающие минуты, раздосадованные
И голодные, счастья.
ЗАМОЛЧИ!

ТЫ.
Разбитая первичная, хрупкая сталь, не успевшая закалиться.
Ненавистная и любимая боль в области предсердия,
Мечта, всё никак не смеющая разлиться
И затопить луга разума.
И затопить луга разума -
не может миновать плотину неверия.


ТЫ….

Кто же ты?


YOU.
The demolished crop, tore by chargin’s seed,
Being brave to crowl as stalk upon the moulded buttom of my love,
Framed  with laminaries of wrath, how dare YOU
To talk about mercy?
,

YOU.
Disjuncted  parts of my abyss, broken
Clocks, ticking out minutes, annoyed
And hungry, of happiness.
BE SILENT!

YOU.
The broken first, fragile steel, haven’t time to gain hardness.
Hated and loved pain in the area of my heart,
Dream, having not yet dared to flow out
And to flood up the meadows of mind.
And to flood up the meadows of mind –
Can’t get through the weir of mistrust.

YOU....

Who are you?


AND: the idea. Have u ever read "poetry in prose"? Just a tip of it(mine):
I love you, as wind can love a tree, a mighty tree it always brakes upon, embracing its bark and boughs. I love you as simple as can love my complicated and fearful heart, because you are the one it has ever felt inside, it ever felt near. I love you.
And my love won’t be ever splitted, or perished, or destryed by other feelings; it is eternal and full, it is me, walking on the path of starlit diamonds up there, into the most beautiful sky you ever saw – in the night of your understanding. So is my love.
And the line of my life is to be running near yours; and my life is to be your life, so as my heart is a twin brother of your heart, so is my soul; and what my soul is that must be my life. So my life is to love you.
And I love you, my birdy lover, my second part, my eternal love.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 05, 2008, 14:26:48
Freedom

Wandering along the beach
The wind behind
The silence killing my nervous brain
What if, what can, what when
It’s all gone
Like a scream in the silent night
Like a memory that’s lost  forever
In this knot of black custard

Freezing cold
But I’m not dying
I have this love
This tender feeling
This softness in my heart
That’ll keep me warm
Either when I’m nervous
Or when I’m calm
I save this trust
I’ll have
Forever



Pain

Tears flow
Like soft rain
Down my face
This doubt about necessity
This fear of uselessness

Running towards what?
Fighting in what battle?
These losses will never return
This warmth will never combat

Storming, clouds running away
The sea is trying to conquer the world
Once more
The birds hiding
For this windy weather
Where do they die these days
In the black forest
Near the beach
I try to stay awake
For as I sleep
I’ll never breath again

Lying about our destiny
Trying to solve the mystery
What fore, why more

Then the wind lays down
The moon warms up the cold earth
People trying to awake once more
As if night
Killed itself
And day is ready to fight again
In the sunset
of this April day
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on February 06, 2008, 00:02:39
@Aional
I must say, I love the russian version... Perhaps because it was the first that I read... :) Both are wonderful, Aional.
And the 'prosed' poem is very gentle and touching. Yes, gentle would be the word.
@Longway
a sad piece. no, not sad, just much too truthful.

My Hands are Cages/Turning the Cylinders Inside Out (For J.)

The true artist was born free of intention and aim,
and his fate could not have been estimated...

Your hands were meant for living -
Their dragonfly veins are beating wires...
Your hands were meant to keep me alive in their lamenting
tone… in their sad mourning…

While my hands are cages… they belong to these words…
Words so ugly, they curse your beauty…

&
...
Mine you are not…

Your cylinder was meant to cover my face,
as we lay at the bottom of the ocean
.Motionless.
I am your creation,
resting limbless…

My eyes are almosr rid of dark,
in the eye of the whispering
dawn.
Waters wave in the steady
Turquoise of
Your eyes… world of different color…

...
..
(Will this scene remain eternal in the music of your hands?)

Tear the cages... tear my hands
and breathe in the reality  
Change its color,
so that it may recognize my face…

So that you may recognize my face someday...
.

I am no artist,
I know nothing of brilliance and perfection…
I can only weave broken spells into syllables,
Turning the cylinders inside out…
Sewing myself the limbs…
wondering if I ever could be your “everything”
 Be your secret…

While
I am no one,
I am nothing.
Nothing of different color…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 06, 2008, 10:19:49
thruthfull that's beautiful  :)
you know where you can find truth?
at the sea...well in Belgium anyway. first of all since our soldiers fought there in World war I and secondly cause the sea and the sand tells you so much about  transitoriness ...I don't know rather it is said but I do know it is confrontating. these two are written with the taste of this transitoriness and the love of my love I encountered this weekend.

Greetings
Nice poems by the way!

Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 26, 2008, 16:26:49
I finally was able to describe a bit what I feel if I listen to lacrimosa;

I feel my heart beating
in my chest
so nervous
I feel my tears hiding
within the corners
of my eyes

I feel my blood flow
so strong
as if every minute
can be the last
as if every beat
kills me a bit more

I feel so strong
I feel so weak
With the melody
I fall asleep
Dreams with a touch
dreams with his peace

I feel this warmth
I feel this hug
though music stops
and gone is the mysterie
the bewildering feeling
of getting lost
in just notes
just
music


Second:

Flyingonmycloudsoflove
Cryingtearsofdesire
Neverendingpainthough
scarceisthemyserie

strongdoIfeelby
thewords
youspeaktilosogentle
themusicyoumakemylove
troughpainandlonging
troughdeepsandups
makesmebelieveinlife

weallseekthispeace
weallfindeventually
guidedbyloveanddesire
guidedbyfriendsforlife

Love,
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 29, 2008, 11:23:31
Dreams of how it could be
Dreams of what it feels like
Though nothing ever happens
No one ever does something

I’m getting lost
On my ways of security
Not knowing what will come next
Not knowing what to do next

Running in any direction
Feeling you close
Though when I look up
you’re gone

This peace, this rest
All falls down
just one word
just one look

I’d know enough
I’d care enough
None on my way
Closeness
As if it’s all there is…


Love,
Me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 18, 2008, 19:49:16
Fresh new words for a fresh new start!

Memories awakening

As long as I remember those days back on earth
I cannot feel you as close as you’re now
Though memories last forever
And I can not forget you

Trough tears and pain I feel our longing
Trough past and present I can see your smile
Though memories fade always stronger
As you try and keep them with you

I do not know you yet I feel you
I sense your thoughts as your emotions
Try to stay awake
Try to solve our mystery

Silent is your breath I can perceive in the dust
While your voice screams words
My heart does not understand
For as long as I remember those days back on earth
I cannot dream the images you left
I cannot sleep the pain away

The only reason is the reason we will never find
The only purpose is the one we can’t deny
For as long we are human beings
We will destroy our own destiny
Just to keep
The memory alive


Greetz
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on March 19, 2008, 08:30:36
Longwaytogo nice poem!
Quote
We will destroy our own destiny
Just to keep
The memory alive

I liked this &
Quote
I cannot sleep the pain away

this :) Well said...

Call it fairness
O my timid hero
how easily you avoided the shame
& now solitary
my part I am to play

I never dared resort
To your accursed help
amongst the curtains
You've hidden from your debt

& I am standing here
within the slander and woe
before the eyes of crowd
in my part I'm alone

O it was just as you desired
you never forgave me my loses
as well as the artlessness of my smile
much too clear... much too abusing.

And you came jealously
to drink from the well of my sorrow
Alone, alone!
Within the shame
with eyes cast down... with shoulders fallen


But the crowd rash, imprudent
The real hero cannot see
How scared you are of disclosure!
Don't be afraid... your secret I'll keep.

And all our play is but my play
Devastingly I lost it
And all our pain is but my pain
O how much of it to bear!
Your repose must've been worth it.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 25, 2008, 05:18:01
a step of returning on riding on the wheel....


Witch’Swords.

I don’t love.
I don’t hate.
I create
New worlds.
Hold,
Hold your hands off,
Off me!
It’s a shame
You see
When a beat
Puts its juicy blood
Over a witch
Which
Is like me.
Flood,
Flood me,
Evil!
I’m yours.

People
As ants
Whirl,
Snarl -
Little
And
Bare,
Lost
And
Unfair,
Concerned with their uselessness;
Afraid of their consciousness.

“Truly
Yours”
Evil
Knows
What
He loves.
Do you,
A human,
Know?
Do you,
A human,
Have
Your lumen?

Oh, my little human,
Don’t even think so!


Power
Power flows
Through me.
Darkness
Dark force
Lures me.
Are you still
Believing
Me?
My heel
Will smash
Your breathing.


Oh,
I am wretched,
Wretched beast!
Oh,
I’m a lost,
Kind kiss
Wondering throughout a churchyard,
Oh,
I am a lost
In its faults
Whining little beast of a churchyard.

But
Why
Church?
Why
Churchyard?

Church,
Churchyard
Are pieces
Of art
In my
Bloody
Black
Eyes.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 27, 2008, 17:26:33
a bit of the truth
The dark pool of old water

Has been flown over me,

Few drops, thin mask, thin layer -

Has molded me.

 

Fear, dissolution and regret;

Eyes crying without tears,

Because I’ve lost your hand,

I’ve lost your sweetest dreams.

 

Weak hands of mine are in the dust,

The man! Don’t hurry! T’s not a must

I am alive. Please, let me go;

Let me be free from chains of love.

 

I speak no lie –

I shall be alive for the sky,

Not for you.

 

My dream world crashes a-piece.

T’s not your caprice.

T’s not you…

T’s not you, my prince.

 

I sniff adjoining peace…

 

The window smells of rain.

The blood of mine won’t drain -

New life began.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alex&Ra on April 09, 2008, 01:17:54
... Spring is dawning
But it’s only in songs
That I envy her…
in songs of winds…
And Queen of Hearts, I’m sure
Loved this game…
Of words untold and dreams unlived

But winds are singing still
Surrounding me with sounds I am longing to hear...
& you... you still shadow your lament upon me…
in this sea of silence...

Sing me to sleep in pure melodious breath
Sing me something ordinary
for these veins have never been so unattached

Conceal the ink that overlays your face
Slice me and let my blood be your ink

Just don’t wake the loneliness inside these torn veins... they are still so cold
Don’t let me be another unspoken word
In my closed world…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 01, 2008, 17:08:53
hey there  :) I've written again  :) not much lately

Silently I walk
Crossing over
The fear of mankind
I speak those words
You seek for

I cry these tears
I beg for mercy
Your mercy
I beg for love
And devotion
I beg for you
My life

Silently I run
Towards the edge of my life
No turning back
No turning point
This time
No one to safe
What’s lost

I appeal those stars
High in the sky
I beg for noises
Your noises
As if you were there
Just one more time
I beg for you
My life

Silently I die
With no scream of fear
My last breath
I jump in the great light
This time
I speak your name
In desperation

I love you
Master you demand
I beg for silence
Your silence
As if we’re together alone
Just one more time
I beg for you
My life


Second one:

For all I am is a tear
Upon your face
A single star in your sky
A single smile
In the child’s memory

For all I gained
Is a speech in my mind
The memories of past lives
In which we were like children
Hoping for piece
Crying for hope

For all I beg you
I made mistakes
I dreamt my dreams
In shame
I called your name
Out loud

For all is lost
With you without you
Within this dream reality
Of life
Of love


Greetings
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 14, 2008, 20:43:42
:D have written something not really a poem, not really a story, just written what I felt like writing.:

Fucking world in which you never find a way
Never find a truth
Never find a value
Which is worth fighting for
Where can I keep this solitude
In which I like to hide
I like to cry

Lost my believe in what they call Believing
Or is it called believe in with a g ?
I never knew, never thought, never even heard
From a soul until
Yes until what
Until I met who I met
I loved who I love
But whom
Donno why will never believe
Not a single word
Not a single dream

Scared for what this life will bring
Though
I always run to his words
His believes
His values
In hope I’ll find mine
In Hope I’ll learn from his mistakes
Is that the point?
Is that really the point?
Is it this what makes me see
Believing
Believe in with a g
As if all this matters still
When we’re dead
Seeking the lost brothers and sisters of our life
Will you hold me
Will you see me
Will you know me
Will you just
Just
Hold me

Forgiveness what does it still mean
In  a godforsaken society
In which not even love matters
Not even passion
Not even
As if
No words
No single believe
No single thought written on paper
Actually typed
Not on paper but on computer
That’s how we evaluated
How we grow
They say

Aren’t we all born to die?
Aren’t we all illusions then?
At least naïve
At least
We grow
We die
And hide
We, you, I , me however to call
A human of your kind
A person
Or is it god

I’m not god
You’re not god
We’re not god
Then why are we acting like him
Why do we try
To so called seduce the lord
To take over his power like
Devil in disguise
Like 666 the beast
The one who can’t be destroyed
But only destroys
Too much now
Too much talking
So less said
Until
Only
Words
In disguise
In structure
Without structure
To form
But hide
To inform
But call back
Just to let you know
Only to let you know
I have my truth
Which is
I love you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 16, 2008, 14:47:05
Why is he following me
Everywhere I go
Why doesn’t he sleep
Like most of us do
Why o why
Doesn’t he just speak

Why do I feel like crap
At the same time
Euphoric
I love him
He loves me
Like most of us
Love each other
Why o why
Doesn’t he just speak

Why does he whispers
My name with every step
With every breath
Why o why
Doesn’t he just scream

Why is this the end
Why is this the end
Why is this the end way
Why I this the door to the end way

Why is he promising
Why is he lying
With every word
With every look
I cannot see
Why o why
Doesn’t he just speak

Why do I feel him
Why I do I care
Why does he
Why do I
Why o why
Doesn’t he
JUST SPEAK!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 16, 2008, 14:49:36
Angry words
Though I cannot
Be angry, not
I said so much
I said too much

Everyone
Nobody
Who am I
Who are you
Why am I

Voices in my head
Words you speak
Conversations
In my dreams
I see you
Hear you
Hold you
Far
Far away

Why
Why
Why
Why
Why

Love cannot die
Life cannot fade
We
Should not lie
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on May 27, 2008, 06:56:32
t's nice that you still create, Kitty. I like these works, honestly.  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 27, 2008, 12:50:27
not as much as before I've noticed, I write less then in the past, people say it's because you are happy, if your happy you don't need to write things out but then why do I feel unhappy?  :lol: it really makes no sense the only thing is, it still doesn't make the difference rather I write or not so I keep everything inside untill the bomb explodes  :lol: and then I get angry, and mad and  :evil: dangerous  :lol:  I still didn't kill anybody so that's fine I think, I'm just disappointed that's all  :) but I still smile and I'm happy I heard from you again little lady  ;) I kind of missed you but sssh don't tell anyone  :lol:

Glad you liked my words  ;) they're all I have so ...

Greetings
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 03, 2008, 17:53:07
written:

a rose stings
like a bee does
when she's mad
like words do when
they're meant to hurt

though a rose
bleeds when she does
like a bee dies
when she harms
never mind
the pain
of the unspoken
spoken words

like a blue sky
and the green grass
like the red leaves
and the grey heart
I'll never forget
the unforgetable
you are

with love
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on June 03, 2008, 19:07:49
great :d
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 03, 2008, 19:21:34
:lol: the man of the few words ... didn't he die long ago?  :lol: thanks for the comment Joey  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on June 03, 2008, 19:27:09
hey!!!, i was speechless:P. no i really like it. you love the nature dont you??? because its all in your poetry:)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 03, 2008, 19:41:07
nature is the only place where you can be who you are and where nothing or nobody will interupt you if you don't want... so yeah I like it, just free you're mind and donno just no prejudges no labels no nothing just freedom and fresh air (alright spoiled by the universe by now) donno it's a bit poetic too don't you think? just imagine a sunny landscape, with three's with shadows under which you can cool down from the heat a large meidow where you can relax once the sun got lower, birds in the threes singing their lovely song, roses around you smelling like you never smelled something that good before, a blue sky that turns into a dark sky with lots of stars and all you should think about is how lovely life on earth is...that's why I link to nature in my poetry because those roses don't complain and that bee doesn't try to stay alive with all those medicines it just goes through his nature full stop...we always pitty ourself and let others pitty us and why? in the end you're just something nobody will remember take 10 years after your dead and most think hardly about you, take 20 and they've all forgotten you...
that's why I love nature  :D

Greetings
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on June 03, 2008, 19:45:12
true, nature is something you dont have to do anything. no requirements and all. sleep in all day. do what you want to do
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 13, 2008, 05:33:03
I've been crying

Trying

To hide my pride and pain

In a fearful disdain

Of arrogance,

Burying

My hot head

In the elegance of silk pillows,

But my mistakes

Like ebony pillars

Were standing near, going to crash

To crash me down.

I've been too long on my own.

I have no way back.

 

Is it right? Is it RIGHT?

A helper needs help this night.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 13, 2008, 07:17:59
do you sleep sometimes? :)  it's a lovely poem I just don't recognise you in it, you're always so taking care of yourself but it seems in this one as if you are so hopeless...don't be hopeless, there's always hope  ;) in the end you still got me  :lol: not that I'm such a big help but  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on June 13, 2008, 09:00:51
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
do you sleep sometimes? :)  it's a lovely poem I just don't recognise you in it, you're always so taking care of yourself but it seems in this one as if you are so hopeless...don't be hopeless, there's always hope  ;) in the end you still got me  :lol: not that I'm such a big help but  :lol:

Kitty-cat is a true friend ;)
I haven't slept for 2 days now, except few hours(since the last exam and a long drive home in a bus), and i am very doubtful whether i'll sleep today or even tomorrow.  :D  Nerves... Have you any kind of advice for such a situation? :?:  :idea:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 13, 2008, 09:43:05
what I do is take a long run (at night) and drink a cup of hot milk with honey and then normally I get asleep...you need to empty your mind and get into bed before they return really...I had it last night too, I couldn't sleep somehow there were so many thoughts in my mind but still I couldn't hear them  :lol: but I got out of it by doing yoga, you know the taking deeeeeeeeeeep breath in and deeeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath out that's my first way out I try and it worked, the second before the running is just reading some poems which makes me sleepy and then I go running if I still can't sleep...but the best way is to just handle those problems which makes your head feel exploding of thoughts...I hope it helps you a bit...I went running myself just now  :D with my dog!!!! :D he's such a good boy, he ran very good together with me I was afraid he would stop whenever he thought of stopping but he didn't so often, just 3 times of which one was because he really needed to go  :lol:  :lol: and I feel always so relieved after running you feel your blood stream trough your vains, you feel your longs open when you breath in and close when you breath out I love this adrinaline after running I cut my finger during running (I guess from the liss of my dog) and I didn't even recognise it untill I saw there was blood everywhere  :lol:  :lol: isn't that wonderfull...no pain at all, no wonder you feel mentally fine too aferwards since the adrinaline just makes everything dead  :lol:

Don't worrie Nina, you can handle it I believe in you!

Greetings
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 15, 2008, 19:17:01
new poem ... new start

Like a storm during night
A shower in the moonlight
Believable things are said
Left unsaid during this
This fake orgasm
This fake truth

Like a rose bleeding
Under the weight of this water
The weight of this lightning
Unbelievable facts unsaid
Said during this
This silent evening
Full of doubts
Of nothingness

And they keep asking me
Why believing what I believed
Those white, grey things
Underneath my skull
As if they’re so smart
As if they know the truth

My heart yells
To love
To care
My heart yells to hold on
To you my knight
My bridegroom
My life and death
My happiness and tears

As if it knows what’s good
And knows what’s right
As if I know what to do
With a furious monstrous
Animal like you
As if it cares for my future
And it dies for my past

All I did and All I’ve done
all I’ve asked
and all you’ve given
as if this is the end
the bloody end
of which none might have dreamed
and some might have hoped
I see no lights within your eyes
I see no stars upon your lips
I’ve cried so much to let you go
But you never went
As you never came


Love
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Einsamkeit on June 20, 2008, 19:27:19
I'm really sorry to bring down the level :P I just wrote this, I guess you can call it a poem, last night and today during a storm. I'm not sure I like it and I probably never will cause it's a really sad situation that have brought me to write this. Anyway I got inspired by all the great writers in here and I wanted to share my feelings with you...I hope you'll like it :)


A dim memory
Of what used to be
You and me

I lay down
Wishing for you to be here
Longing for what have been lost through the year
I open my eyes
And realise
That you're only a shadow fading away
A past time
A vague memory
And nothing to me

Pictures taken in a moment of joy
I looked at them and smiled
Reminded me of the good times
Now i cry

For you and me
Of what used to be
A dim memory



Einsamkeit
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 20, 2008, 21:24:20
Don't say such things sweety, your writing is nice, I loved it anyway  ;)
Storm is a very good situation to write in  :) many of mine I wrote during storm or at least rain  :D I loved it  :!:

greetz
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 20, 2008, 21:36:02
:) you inspired  :)

What is to trust
If you never did it
In your entire life

What is to hate
If you can
But love

Why did I love you
Just with one look
One word

Just one tear was enough
To know this pain
Deep deep deep

What is it in life
That bounds me to you
Connects me with you

What is it you whisper
Trough your words
To convince me

Why did I doubt
Just without knowing
One soul

Just one glance was enough
To know this soul
Pure pure pure

And never
Never is to come ever
That I leave

And some
Some will come someday
That I come

No doubts
No fears
Only believe
Believing in
love
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 04, 2008, 19:48:19
:) I'm back

you'll catch me when I fall
with eyes closed when it's needed
with full hands if you want

your friendship is unconditional
with friendly smiles
with warm-hearted words of comfort

in my dreams I scream your name
in life I beg for help
unresponded squeels in the night

within the moon I read your thoughts
I find comfort within the sparkling of your eyes
love I feel just by this ... this uniqueness

remaining
just one question
with only one answer as result
...
Will you catch me when I fall?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 04, 2008, 19:54:01
what have I not lost?
what have I not done wrong?
sweet bitter within the deepness of my voice

where is that laughter
yet so long ago
where is that happyness
of before

deep in my heart
a solitude
banned by my brain
DIE! DIE!

Uniqueness
forgiveness
long way there is
long way to go
before I'm home!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on August 05, 2008, 05:38:51
"Long way to go/before I´m home"

I loved that last phrase, illustrates quite well what comes to my mind while dealing with some problems currently! At times, my spirit quotes proudly "Now I'm here to stay where I belong" but shortly after, I find out that there is still a long and windy road until I reach that precious home I've never been in for long.Then, I'll quote you, going on. :)

It's always nice to read you, Kitty!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 05, 2008, 09:04:31
exactly that what I meant yeah  :!:  :D and it's lovely that you like my writings  :) thanks for reading  ;)

Greetings
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 05, 2008, 20:23:47
I've written in Dutch but I translated it in English so everybody can understand it  :)

Stilte is iets
Iets om van te houden
Een woord teveel
De passie verbroken
Doch niemand vraagt erom
Vol vuur en dromen
Ten onder te gaan
Klanken te produceren
Zonder ze te kennen
En als pispaal
De wereld uitgestuurd te zijn
Niemand verlangt
Naar het einde der wereld
Doch allen naar het eeuwige geluk

Hoe kan het dan
Dat niemand zijn weg vind
In het hopeloze
Uitgestraald door deze wereld
Dat dromen plaats maken
Voor de eindeloze frustraties
Niets is nog
Wat het ooit was
Niets lijkt nog
Wat het is

Wie kan er nog
Een zorgeloos bestaan leiden
Waarin kansen zich aanbieden
En schoonheid vanbinnen zit
Wie kan er nog
Genieten van het leven
Zonder bekrompenheid
Zonder verdriet

Hoe kan het nog
Dat wij in leven blijven
Als de zuurstof
Al lang uitgeput is?



Translation:
Silence is something
Something to care about
One needless word
And passion is broken
Though none asks
To fall
Full of passions and dreams
Producing sounds
Without knowing them
And being send out of the world
As the one who is to blame
Nobody longs
For the end of the world
Though all for the eternal happiness

How can it be
That none finds his way
In this hopelessness
emanated by the world
that dreams are making place
for endless frustrations
nothing remained
nothing resembles
what it is

who can still
live a light-hearted existence
with offered chances
and inside-beauty
who can still
enjoy this life
without narrowness
without sadness

how can it be
that we still live
if oxygen
has been confiscated long ago?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on August 05, 2008, 22:21:36
wow longway, in one word: GREAT!!:D i love it. good job :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on August 06, 2008, 04:58:12
I've got something for final phrases, the last paragraph is great! :o
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 06, 2008, 07:20:35
:lol: that's probably and especially in my poems because the essence of the poem is covered in it...I always try to work up to a climax, to the exact point I want to say ... that might explain it  :lol: still funny though  :)

thanks for the comments ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on August 08, 2008, 03:20:01
Well, then your intention translates into a great result! I always pay attention to the initial and last words of a writing. In fact, I always read the last word of a book even before I start reading it. (Fortunately I haven't read anyone in which the final phrase is "and ...the name of the main character...died" it would ruin the end!)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 08, 2008, 08:33:15
:lol:  :lol: you could say that yeah!!! no I don't read the end, I read the middle  :lol: never read the beginning like many do since the beginning of a book is mostly a bit boring (in my opinion) because of characters need to be built up etc.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on August 08, 2008, 12:42:52
but if you dont read the beginning you don't understand the rest of it don't you?xd :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 08, 2008, 12:46:14
no but I read than the beginning when the middle is good :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on August 11, 2008, 18:15:13
I sometimes do that when I'm looking for a book on a library, I look at the shelf, take out a random book and read a line or two of the middle if it sounds good, I take it; if not, I repeat the operation. Once I've got the book, I go for the final words and until then, I start with it.

By the way, I decided to post some of my poetry. Most of it is in spanish but this one's originally in english. It's been a long time since the last time I wrote poetry, prose's more my stuff. I wrote this about three years ago but it's still one of my favorites.

The Alien Prayer

I cried for help-no one came
I drew on sand and fields so green
Salvation came in silver bullets
I just wanted to go- to go home.

I could have been the man begging cents,
the child playing on the streets,
the woman holding her baby to her breast.
I could be me, the one in black, away from my place.

I just wanted my stars back
no more of these words so stark
in voices you think I don’t understand…
or maybe just a shoulder to cry on.

I just want to go back home,
for I hate so much being alone.
Miss the skies so dark,
the stars marking into heaven an arch.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 12, 2008, 10:06:29
:) beautiful piece of poetry you wrote there!!!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on August 12, 2008, 13:00:18
once agian, those lies
once more, those denies
hiding from who you are
running away from the truth
there is no end, truth is faster

I’m lost in my conscience
Lost in the lies
Would be the truth,
My salvation?

Lost in civilization
Lost in the evil opinions of others
Standing for who I am
No one should judge me

Time has come,
I am tired from running
Truth has won this battle
It is time,
Standing for who I am
Being myself

The truth where I was running for
Will now be my strength.
No one will judge me

i took the time to write again :D
i hope you like it :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 12, 2008, 13:11:21
I like it  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Snowy on August 12, 2008, 17:15:48
thank you :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on August 14, 2008, 09:32:41
came back....

You are far. Yet, why should I stare
At the drunk stars up there,
Where
I somehow see your grey eyes?

You are mine. Yet, why should I care
Of you being alone there
Where
I have met you, my tender love?

You are loved. Yet why should I fear
That on your face is a trace of a tear
When you look at the heaven above?

I am loved. And I want to be near,
And I want you to hear
That I love you, my dove.

Dedicated to A.D., Kaliningrad, in july of 2008.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on August 14, 2008, 09:55:34
When will I learn to be happy
To stay aloof
Not to mention with life's worst parts
Not to say what seems to be right
To lie down without a stir
To be happy and all.

When will I learn to go away
To stay aloof
Not to give any sign of mercy
Not to put any pain in my chest
It is only a jest -
Living! But then I can't joke.

I feel like choking. It's kind of shocking -
Well, this is a morning
And I don't know who is tomorrow dead.

Well.... :roll:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 14, 2008, 09:59:57
great Nina! very great!
You just forgot something in the end I believe... I think you meant I want you to hear...?
But it's really lovely...and you are still dealing with the same problems aren't ya  :) Big hug girl you know you just send me an email if you need to  ;) haven't heared of you for a long time!!!

greetings
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on August 15, 2008, 16:57:54
Nice poetry, Snowy! Nice you had he time to write!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on August 16, 2008, 10:00:37
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
great Nina! very great!
You just forgot something in the end I believe... I think you meant I want you to hear...?
But it's really lovely...and you are still dealing with the same problems aren't ya  :) Big hug girl you know you just send me an email if you need to  ;) haven't heared of you for a long time!!!

greetings
Longway

yes, I know. I've been kinda busy and still I am, am I not?  :lol: I've been thinking of you and missing you recently, by the way :D and I love your tiger-twins as your icon :) They are captivating.  ;)
And how u've been doing??? Great, I suppose?  :D
And do you know where Alex&Ra is now? I miss her too...

Some philosophy of mine. Can't call it poetry, though...
Nothing's wrong 'cause no one's right.
And that's all. You can try to run away from this notion, but it will stay in your blood,
Day by day going through your heart. Everything will go - but it will stay.
Stay in every cell of your body, in every thought of your creation,
You will see it reflected and multiplied in the eyes of people wise and not.
You will live with it.

You will live without one of the greatest human consolations - a feeling of being Right,
Because everywhere you see that everyone is right, and no one is wrong,
because there is nothing like Right and Wrong on the scale.
There is nothing, they are only ideas of future happiness
they are only ideas of human origin.

So the ones that put their lives to gain the Truth
were only playing hide-and-seek with their own nature.
So the people that died from being taken wrong
should have been proud in eternal immortality.

So there is nothing, no reference point.
There is no dais to which you should send your soul to be judged.
There is nothing; there is only life.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 16, 2008, 10:17:24
they're sweet aren't they  8)  :lol: no I have no clue where Alex&Ra is :?
and ow great I wouldn't say that...let's call it lessons for life  ;) You've started college again? or do you still have some vacation?

Your writing is great by the way  ;)

Greetings
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on August 19, 2008, 11:51:55
Thank you, longwaytogo! Yes, they are very sweet :D. No, i still have my vacation time, my studies begin in September. And yours?  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 19, 2008, 12:03:58
september that is  :D the 21 to be exact well I'm not going the first day but  :P I'm in Germany at that time  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 20, 2008, 16:42:15
wrote a poem last night that was  :) :

Looking up at the moon
she leads me towards
the edge of darkness
the stars of hope

she gives me joy
and delivers
my messages
from me to you
and you to me

I don’t know your face
I don’t know your name
But one day
One day we’ll meet
And know
It is ok!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on August 25, 2008, 12:20:26
Hopeful...
I like it, Kitty-2-white-Tigers! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Despera†io on August 25, 2008, 13:58:15
So nice, so beautiful, I like it!)))

Here's  mine:

                           Suicide Note.

The pain's unbearable. Each day brings more of it and kills me.
My suicidal dream can come true very soon.
If I'm so different, maybe I'd better not exist?
Who brought my ancient soul down here from the Moon?

Since very birth I thought my fate was happiness..
Who told me that? Who taught me so wrong?
For now I'm lost, forgotten and dispensable.
It tears my heart, I feel I don't belong.

The aims of life, so treasured by so many,
In essence are made up, just worthless nothing, dust.
Blind empty people hurt me so cruelly
To please their nature, selfish desires, lust.

And standing on the edge of high deep precipice,
I do my best to save my heart from pain.
A jump of cliff will stifle this mistaken life
Won't let me go insane and waste my love in vain.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on August 25, 2008, 20:14:24
The last parragraph sounds to me more like a desperate clamor to life, not death, at least in the way I interpret it! Death is sometimes the poetry of living. ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: stephanie on August 25, 2008, 20:43:06
Quote from: "Ruin"
ok this is my poem
Ecos
written by FeRV (me)
Voces retumban en mi cabeza
voces sin sentido
una figura entre la maleza
el sonido de un dia vivido.

Voces retumbando en mi cabeza
ecos de una vida vacía
grandes lugares de aspereza
residuos de la monotonía.

Ecos de cada grito de dolor
retumbando en sucias paredes
de su alma no se distingue color
un sol eclipsado por nubes.

Estoy abrazando una cruz
es el dolor de los pecados
ecos que claman luz
esperando que sus errores sean perdonados.

Well i hope you like it and here i tried to translate it :roll:

Ecoes
Voices in my head
voices without sense
a shape in the grass
the sound of a lived day

Voices in my head
ecoes of an empty life
a big place of unkind
pieces of monotony

ecoes of my pain screams
ecoing in dirty walls
his soul has no colour
his sun behind clouds

I'm lifting a cross
is the pain of the sins
ecoes claiming a light
hoping his mistakes to be forgiven.

I hope i translated it and to be understable :)


bonito poema yo si te comprendi en castellano
(nice poem I understand spanish)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 26, 2008, 10:46:18
i wrote this one long ago... it's nothing special but it's mine  :oops:

i'm sitting there… alone in my room…
it's almost midnight and i'm still awake…
my tears don't let me sleep
and this fucking pain doesn't let me breath…

my heart is broken… but not because of you…
you don't even know what you've done to me…
this is all my fault 'cause i let you do it…
you found the way straight into my heart…
locked the last door and… got lost…
you will never find your way out of it…
no, i won't let you…
even if it hurts me like hell
it feels so good to love you…
so good to need you…

you're the one i need
and you're the one i've been waiting for…
i know it's impossible to happen
but anyway – i long to be with you…

tel them not to wake me up when i fall asleep…
i don't want to lose this moment when i'm with you…
i don't want to lose those magic dreams…

i will never tell you what i feel inside…
i love you… it's so hard to deny…
but i don't want to ruin what we have…
and i don't want to ruin your life…
even if you are with her – you're happy…
that's all i want to know…
your happiness means everything to me…
more than love i feel inside…
more than love which makes me cry…

one day when i'm gone –
only then i want you to know
i've been living because of you…
breathing for you…
and i've been there just to see
something that never belonged to me…

you…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on September 04, 2008, 17:00:09
Nice, Shadows-In-Twilight!
I perfectly understand you....


My popped brains gave out this:
Everything is ok, girl….
Just forget that it is blood streaming from your eyes.
Lick it from your lips and smile.
Force yourself to believe that you saw nothing.
‘Cause you see nothing now, indeed.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on September 12, 2008, 15:23:18
‘I know what’s wrong with me - I simply don’t want to be happy’, said Alice.
‘In innumerable silences of pain I get a lot happier than in a state of mad laugh.’
‘Maybe love could have saved me, but why should I care?’
‘This is sweet – my despair.’

‘I know what’s wrong with you reading these lines.’
‘You hardly can hide the scars of all denies’
‘You struggled with and was felled by in a day of a moody lie.’
‘Any thoughtless lie can reign over our life.’

‘So I perfectly know how it’s like lying hard’
‘Being lost, gone and smart –‘
‘Having never enough.’
‘Having nothing enough.’

Dedicated to Tilo Wolff.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 12, 2008, 18:35:30
wow <3
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Despera†io on September 15, 2008, 11:35:29
Arlishan, MAybe you're right ^^
Shadows-In-Twilight, your poem is sooooo nice xDD
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 15, 2008, 13:07:06
thank you =) although not that long time ago i realised what really happened... and i changed my mind... and wrote another one :lol:

you know – there was a day
when i would die just to hear your voice…
and there was a day
when i would kill just for one single touch…
but now i wonder – how could i love you so much?
i'm trying hard to understand
how could i ever fall in love with your eyes
if beyond their black and frozen ice
have been hiding only devastating lies?

i'm standing in my Lonely street…
leaving this cold, dead and empty land…
i will never ever search for your hand…
i don't need you to make me feel alive…
not anymore…
too many tears ran down my cheeks…
too many nights i spent drowning in my tears…
but you don't care about the truth…
about what people truly feel…
you broke my heart
but now that bleeding wound is healed…

all you say… every single word is a lie…
and all you know is how to make people cry…
i'm so ashamed that there was a day
when i didn't want to believe what they say…
when i was so blind
that i couldn't see who you really are…
nothing more and nothing less than heartless liar…

i'm really happy that those days
finally have gone away…
far away from my heart…
you've become only a second in my life…
a second which passed away with the time…

now you're there – finally where you belong…
forgotten in your own Lonely street…
locked in cold, dead and empty land…
without love trapped in your fallen place…
victim of your own devastating game…
and you're searching for anybody's hand…
you should stay like this until the end…
'cause i won't let you ruin me…
i don't need you to do it even more...
i don't want you…
i don't love you…
and i don't wanna see you…

never again…

¤
¤

i'm not sure about the right use of tenses  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on September 15, 2008, 15:56:29
:D perfect. Very passionate. I love it, Shadows-in-Twilight! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 15, 2008, 17:04:31
thank you  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on September 17, 2008, 00:22:20
Touching, indeed!

without love trapped in your fallen place…
victim of your own devastating game…
and you're searching for anybody's hand…


Those lines are simply great!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 17, 2008, 14:12:36
thank you =)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on September 19, 2008, 20:03:15
I am standing on the roof of a splendid house
Looking at the moon shining bleaks of a setting sun,
My numbers were picked and read by a child
My numbers were plucked like flowers for fun.

And the wind does not glitter with violence
And the moon doesn’t reel at the setting sun
It is cold over there in the place of full silence
It’s the ridge I can’t reach and to which I run.

It’s the Circus I played all the years in silences
Fully torn being born in the land of tears
It’s the crown of thorns hidden by a wreath of roses -
The wrath of them every child can feel.

It’s the way I inhale frozen wind of pale lavenders
It’s the way I give up all my life to farewells
I have dwelled with the stars, now it’s my turn to fall
Now it’s my turn to be the humanity’s doll.

Now it’s my turn to fall.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 04, 2008, 14:21:50
It’s the Circus I played all the years in silences
Fully torn being born in the land of tears
It’s the crown of thorns hidden by a wreath of roses -
The wrath of them every child can feel.

those lines really touched my heart. good work  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Azul@ on October 05, 2008, 14:41:37
Hello, gues!!! Your poetry is very spirited and beautiful!!! Sorry i don't speak english and german verry well! :oops:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on October 12, 2008, 08:46:57
I loved you sweetly, tenderly
Though it was the comfort of soul
Your soul
That you loved better, than my tears.
Cheers!
I won’t be broken anymore, though
Though what does splash in my heart
Is it
Oh, Is It
Is it blood?

And yet, so, did I ever….
Well, it’s an oddity, I never
I never asked
For anything of the kind
Girls yearn
Except love,
Except making true your own words
Except not messing me up with other worlds
Which you did surely,
As if
Laughing up the last bastion of hope;
What was left was only to elope
With the only one who can truly love
Even if for you such things exist not.

So I loved you but never will
You have killed me – then –
Cheer! Cheer! Cheer!
I won’t cry anymore, do you hear?
You aren’t worth a single tear
Of mine.
Goodbye!
Goodbye….

Dedicated to Alexey D.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on November 11, 2008, 16:13:54
Quote from: "Aional"

I won’t cry anymore, do you hear?
You aren’t worth a single tear
Of mine.
Goodbye!
Goodbye….


Aional, that's just fantastic  ;)

here comes my newest work...

i don't want to wake up again…
no – not just to see another winter dawn…
i don't want to listen what they say
because those words will never fade away…
and i don't want to wake up
just to hear those screaming echoes,
desperately begging for someone to hear…

stabbed in my mind are all of my memories…
deep inside of my spirit are buried my feelings –
lying in the dark,
chained to the bottom of my heart…
i need so much
someone to hug…
but all i get again and again
is this tormenting pain…

as i'm standing here –
in Forsaken Solitude –
i still remember the feeling…
that damn feeling of being loved…
and i still remember the colorful rainbow –
somehow those colors faded away…

what happened to my life?
what happened to my heart?
everything seem to be so darker now…
i don't want to wake up again
just to find out that everything is lost
and that i'll never be the one i was…


edit:
i just found out that this is my post number 100  :D  wow
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on November 13, 2008, 17:17:32
to continu in the colour your day topic of the forum  :D here my new poem in colour  :lol: hope you like it

Red
Colour of love
silent whispers
of the leaves that fall
Autumn
bare trees
waiting for a new year
a new life
as if they press the button
reset
clear my thoughts
and start with fresh courage
brave
he is that keeps going
with no turning back
red leaves
on a carpet of green juice
why is it
that grass never dies?

sweet greetz
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on November 13, 2008, 17:21:51
Past tense,
forgetting,
holding on to what you knew
or what you thought you knew
what do you know,
so little of THIS world
where demons conquer
and ruin your hopes
your love.
And in the end
you never know,
why you were crying,
forlorn,
missunderstood you run
to where all agression begun,
forlorn,
seek a way
to hide and fight,
so you can give up,
in the end
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on January 11, 2009, 21:56:00
i stare into reflection of my mirror…
i don't know who's there anymore…
traces of tears cover her face…
black eyes are full of disgrace…

and then i see…
one, same breath;
one, same move –
she's me…

what have you done?
your gift for me was pain…
you hurt me again and again…

i'm trying to run away from the past…
run away – to hide;
to forget all of my memories…

i don't know where i belong…
beyond the silence
i'm falling to darkness…

if i'm gone and don't come back -
would you even notice?
and if i reach the bottom, if i die –
would you care?

 :cry:

thanks for ignoring mistakes  :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on January 12, 2009, 12:57:38
U know, one day
After a gloomy saturday
U may bathe in the sunlight
And then u will taste
What it is like
To be saint and happy

:lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on February 06, 2009, 15:25:23
BUNKIER
walcz!
   bo nauczyli cię walczyć.
   wycięli strach wraz z sercem.
patrz!
   tak przez karabin
   sypie się życie...
   z bronią przeciw światu
   stali wierząc w słuszność.
oddychaj!
   póki ostatni oddech
   nie zmieni się w popiół.
zabij!
   bo w oczach pełnych wojny
   rodzą się nowe twarze.
   spętane nogi i zastrzelone myśli
   plamią sumienia na zawsze.

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And I can't translate my poem.Sorry :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 19, 2009, 13:43:47
Godgott, could u, please, give a slight preface to ur poem? :)

Some thoughts on the verge (recent experience)

I asked myself: “And what if I die?”
Would anything change?
Would anyone cry?

I’d tasted my death and found it sweet
No pain and no worry - perpetual sleep
With pain was the coming, with darkness – the end.

Yet something returned me and spoiled my errand.
I feared I was loosing my head and a hand
Of help did I need in the moment of fear,
So I asked for help trying pride to conceal.

But silence grew thicker and thicker in time
And damaging wheels were laughing at my
Despair and tears of weakness and pain

I needed a word of solace, no more
But silence was lashing my heart and my soul
Therefore from the every angle of the room
I heard booming sounds of torturing doom.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on February 20, 2009, 14:42:43
Bunkier is about IIWW,and I boss around soldiers.I try translate but it's very bad and impossible because my poems(maybe not poems,fairly scrawls) is hard.But I try :D so...

Bunker
Fight!
because they learnt you fight.
they cut fear with heart.
Look!
trough rifle pour life...
with arms,against world,
they stand believed in right.
Breath!
until last breath
not change in ashes.
Kill!
because in eyes full of war
born new faces.
shooted thoughts
spots conscience for ever.

not only Germans christened by grave!

you can also wake up
under sky when sight burn!

by command,in white gloves,
you say by what you die...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on February 20, 2009, 17:32:18
And I like Shadows-In-Twilight poetry.Good job! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on February 20, 2009, 17:50:14
wow, thank you  :shock:   :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 20, 2009, 21:54:20
one of my poems am not sure if I've written it before anyway  :) it's one of my favourites :

I’m scared
For what is to come
Scared
For what’s left behind

Running towards
Hiding from
We can’t escape
Ourselves

Look into my eyes
See the silence
Of memories
The tears
Of pain

Running towards
Hiding from
We can’t escape
Others

Forgotten what it’s like
Drowning in my blood
That flows for you
Forgotten what it’s like
To be alone
To feel abandoned

Running towards
Hiding from
We can’t escape
Ourselves

Smile to me
Spread your arms
I come running
To die
One last time
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Miss_Scabtree on February 20, 2009, 22:04:18
I've a band, with a friend, and we want to make songs about an historical love story (actually we don't know if it really existed) between Mazarin and Anne d'Autriche (French Hystory, I don't know if heard about they...)
The Louis XIV's mother and her "first minister"

This is my first text translated, tell me what do you think about it =='


His eyes looked away from the Cross
and he stopped recounting his gold.
He only does know blood and guns,
only does know rood and prayers.
He suddenly understood what it meant.
A word often written in books,
but for him this was just a word...
Letters put together on paper
to adorn sentences and make human beings live....

He knows how to lie
He knows how to win a heart
He knows how to decide
But he doesn't know how to love

Tears do blind her,
cleaning softly her injuries.
She has never known freedom.
She thinks see it in his eyes,
she thinks she sees the gorgeous remedy
for her scars.
Does the soulful and noble woman find her safety haven
or does she catch sight of the hellish kingdom's doors?

She knows how to appeal,
She knows how to betray,
She knows how to order,
But she doesn't know how to love.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on February 20, 2009, 22:04:25
w.o.w.  :shock:  i love it  :)  from both of you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 20, 2009, 22:10:17
it's sad not knowing how to love  :cry:  but I do like the text  :) it's rather dark but then again not all dark texts are negative as I told many people before...people have the intention to think that when you write about tears and fear, you write about lost love or just that desire to something you'll never have or anything like for example also the theme of this poem... that it's negative...in my eyes it aint, but in fact the other way around very positive that you are able to write it down! To give words and form to what you feel is just magnificent  :) so BRAVO it's a really nice text (in my opinion)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Miss_Scabtree on February 20, 2009, 22:45:25
Thank you so much  :)
I was afraid this text was too much common, but if you like it ^^""
I will post my next songs here, you will be my judge, in order to know if I can write the music or not  :P

By curiosity, I've read some of your text, Longwaytogo (Lovetogo ,  :lol: ) and Shadow.

And I love the way you write.


Longwaytogo, your (the last one) text seems like song, I really love it
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 21, 2009, 10:32:01
o nono, I don't want to be a judge...jeeezzz that's not the way I want to present myself  ;) besides poetry and songs is really individual taste and mine is situated 'specially around darkness so to say...my mom always tells me I look up sadness  :lol: which some way may be right, but in my eyes you can't know anything untill you read/hear and feel it I'm sure you understand me   :) What I DO want to do is read it and give you my opinion, but it's not the same as judging keep that in mind I don't like that word in connection to poetry and writing in general...it's as a teacher said this week, you can like a book in themes of waaauw it read like a train, the story is fine etc...but you can also dislike a book but that doesn't mean it's a bad book...in that way that it might not be your personal style (like many don't like the style of Marquez) but still be a good book in that it is written very defined... And I thank you for your comment on my text, it IS a song only I don't know how to do so  :lol: time will show.

Greetz
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 21, 2009, 15:04:12
here's one I've written recently, two weeks ago or something, I've written it in Dutch but translated it in English...


Dutch version:

Vergeef mij
Alle woorden
Die ik verloren
De wereld uitstuurde

Vergeef mij
Al hetgeen
Ongezegd
Gebleven is,
Zal blijven

Nooit heb ik
Meer verlangd
Naar vandaag
Als morgen
Nooit heb ik
Meer verlangd
Naar morgen
Als vandaag

Vergeef mij
Al de tranen
Die ik over
Deze wereld
Uitstortte

Ze waren jou
Energie
Niet waardig
Ze konden mijn
Pijn
Niet stillen

Want pijn
Is onontkoombaar
En sterven
Doen we allemaal.


English translation:

Forgive me
All those words
I’ve send
Forlorn
Into the world

Forgive me
All that
Is left unsaid
Forever

Never have I longed
More for today
Than tomorrow
Never have I longed
More for tomorrow
Than today

Forgive me
All those tears
I dropped
Upon this world

They weren’t worth
Your energy
They couldn’t
Heal
My pain

Cause pain
Is inevitable
and we all
die
one day.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on February 21, 2009, 17:51:36
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
here's one I've written recently, two weeks ago or something, I've written it in Dutch but translated it in English...


Dutch version:

Vergeef mij
Alle woorden
Die ik verloren
De wereld uitstuurde

Vergeef mij
Al hetgeen
Ongezegd
Gebleven is,
Zal blijven

Nooit heb ik
Meer verlangd
Naar vandaag
Als morgen
Nooit heb ik
Meer verlangd
Naar morgen
Als vandaag

Vergeef mij
Al de tranen
Die ik over
Deze wereld
Uitstortte

Ze waren jou
Energie
Niet waardig
Ze konden mijn
Pijn
Niet stillen

Want pijn
Is onontkoombaar
En sterven
Doen we allemaal.


English translation:

Forgive me
All those words
I’ve send
Forlorn
Into the world

Forgive me
All that
Is left unsaid
Forever

Never have I longed
More for today
Than tomorrow
Never have I longed
More for tomorrow
Than today

Forgive me
All those tears
I dropped
Upon this world

They weren’t worth
Your energy
They couldn’t
Heal
My pain

Cause pain
Is inevitable
and we all
die
one day
.


perfect. <3
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on February 22, 2009, 21:42:38
i didn't know whether to publish this one or not, but then i decided to do so...
dedicated to my [sometimes so damn cruel] mother... :cry:

¤

i'm alone again –
passing through the silent rain…
the sky is crying with me…
every raindrop which falls on the ground
again and again is breaking my heart;
and every tear that runs down my cheek
makes you strong and makes me weak…
seems you'd rather die
than see me smile…

why do you hate me so much?
just tell me – why?
and how can you say you don't exist for me
if your blood is running through my veins?
don't remain so silent –
your silence is tearing me apart…

don't you realise?
once i'm gone i won't come back
and i won't turn around to see you cry
because i'm strong enough
to find my own path…

you ruined what i felt for you
and painted my walls dark…
those walls…
those black walls of my life
where signs of light
once again have died…
i know – it's not worth –
but then again…

it hurts…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 23, 2009, 08:45:27
love and hate lay close togheter...but make sure you don't have to regret words you said in the past  ;)  I know it feels good to write it out and anger delivers beautiful writing (as you proved one more time) I just say this out of my own experience...it's good you say it in writing, but such things you better think over twice before you say them in real life  ;) ... I really like the poem  :) and it's a sad story, but know that on every black side there's a white side  ;)

Greetings
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 23, 2009, 12:15:36
Shadows, dear, I understand you perfectly... I've been through such a period myself. It comes and goes, just keep in mind that every person may be mistaken...and your mother as well. Everything will be ok, believe me!  :D

And I liked the poem you wrote very much, too  8)

P.S. And if she makes you feel wortheless and bad and all that sort of things - never believe it for a single moment! It's no good.  :?  :lol: Everything will be ok, if you need someone to talk to - you always have Lacri family, don't forget about it. :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on February 23, 2009, 12:39:42
we're okay now but it's not the same as before and i guess it will never be  :?
thanks to both of you  :) and yeah, i know about Lacri-family :) i'm proud to be part of it  :)  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 23, 2009, 19:13:37
you bet  :)  if there's something I'm proud of it's of being part of this comunity (and that I passed my exams this time  :lol: )
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on February 23, 2009, 20:30:27
congratulations on your exams  :)  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 23, 2009, 21:26:52
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
you bet  :)  if there's something I'm proud of it's of being part of this comunity (and that I passed my exams this time  :lol: )

Congra-a-a-ats, Kitty!!  :D By the way, I've installed Skype and would like to chat with you 8) what's ur nickname in there?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 24, 2009, 08:45:34
:o you did?! You're my honyebee!!!!!  :D I haven't installed it yet as I didn't found anything to chat with  :( so I will work on it  :D and then let you know hihi WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Aional has installed skype wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii :D Kitty happy!!!!!!! :D (ok that's enough  :oops:  :lol: sorry!)

Ow and thanks both of you  ;)

sweet greet
Longway
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on February 24, 2009, 17:03:42
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
:o you did?! You're my honyebee!!!!!  :D I haven't installed it yet as I didn't found anything to chat with  :( so I will work on it  :D and then let you know hihi WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Aional has installed skype wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii :D Kitty happy!!!!!!! :D (ok that's enough  :oops:  :lol: sorry!)

Ow and thanks both of you  ;)

sweet greet
Longway

you are overwhelming with emotion, Kitty  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on February 24, 2009, 17:10:57
ooooo yeah, I was full of emotions today  :lol: but than I wanted to transcribe them to my guitar...and then AAAAAAAAAAAAAH one of my strings collapsed and AAAAAAAAAH I had to replace all of them as I well always replace them at once and AAAAAAAAAAAH now they continu dropping in tune and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH  :lol:  but I'm ok  ;) I found my passion back, that's the most important thing
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on February 28, 2009, 08:50:36
First and last poem.It's bad and I don't like it. :D
"Perfect world"
Painless
Peace
no memory
no other worlds

anybody else.

Sunshine
Wine
no sorrow
no other faces

nobody else.

Against the machines,
Against the wars.

Dreams
Nightmares
no nights
no other days

bloody eye.

Thoughts
Ideas
no mind
no other mouths

scream silence.

Against the Gods,
Against the people.

Fatherland
Justice
no hope
no other words

freedom for all.

...take,
once for all,
secret pill...

run away to
the better place.
run away and
find your home

-now and in the future...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 01, 2009, 14:44:46
I'm waiting
and waiting
for time to pass by,
whilst my heart bleeds
from longing
for what once will be mine,
for what once I will understand
and one day
I'll look up to the sky
and know
somewhere, you know I know
somewhere the sound
of our beating hearts will meet
and we will let go ever again
I'm waiting
and waiting
for what will be will be
what I feel is real
one day this dream aint no dream,
you, me, too much time
my friend
leave it be
let me go
set me free
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on March 17, 2009, 13:18:15
nobody died for you,
nobody was born against you,
and now
nobody remain for you here...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on March 31, 2009, 09:49:15
Some of my poems I wrote lately:

Loneliness:

Loneliness
kills me
from the inside
it murders me
with a thousand knifes
in the middle of my heart

I hate silence
your silence
as if
it wasn't meant
to be
my way

I hate unawareness
of me
that I might be wrong
I might
be mistaken

Loneliness
kills me
for it is all
that remains


But a dream:
Day and night
Asleep
Awake
I dream
My dreams
I feel
My life

Over the edge
I see you
In my world
Everything is fine
The sweet taste
Of what they call
Understanding

Day and night
Night and day
In my mind a storm
Words
And sentences
Of which
I can’t make any sense

Emotions
In eternity
I’ll know
What they mean
I’ll know
What you mean
What we are
We are
But
A dream

faith:
And never again
I’ll ask faith
To help me
Get through the door
I will get through the door
Get through the door

And you smiled
And you broke my heart
But your eyes
Told me everything
That I wanted to know

And I knew
I knew this was right
I knew that everything
Would be alright

And I saw
I saw, saw your smile
And I thought
That this was
My end of life

And you smiled
And you broke my heart
But your eyes told me everything
That I wanted to know

And your eyes
Assure me
That it’s alright
And your smile
Comforts me
When I feel sad

And faith
Will bring me to you
Yeah faith
Will get me through that door

And faith will bring me to you
Yeah faith
Will get me through your door
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on March 31, 2009, 16:26:50
Love.

And so here it is - in the end -
Flowing with mighty force into the chasm of reality
Fixing the very source of despair -
Love. Overwhelmingly powerful;
Touching, and bright as a flame.

Touring the dust of the Universe,
Tenderly crossing our paths
We bowed the stars with delivery
Of childish love in our hearts.

Mixing a word and a melody,
Warming cold hands with a kiss
We walk our road like a nebula,
Taking this world as a bliss.

Ddctd t'u.  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on March 31, 2009, 16:40:17
Longwaytogo nice poem.It's really true ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Alienhonig on March 31, 2009, 18:42:17
I made my first poem in German. Hopefully everything's right with the Grammar... over three years of study so far and I still don't get it completely. ...der, die, das, eine, einen or einem, male, female or object... baaah :roll:

Vergänglichkeit

Ein altes Dachgeschoss.

Staub trocken sind die Dielen.
In der Luft der Duft von altem Korn.
Spinnweben zieren das Gebälk.
Durch die Ritzen heult der Wind.

Möbel erblaßt vom Alter.
Auf dem Boden eine Stoffpuppe.
Sie hat ein trauriges Gesicht.
Längst unberührt von Staub zerfressen.

Eine Truhe aus schwerem Holz,
verziert mit silbernen Griffen.
In ihr verborgen sind Erinnerungen.
Eine Maske, ein Schachspiel
Und ein zerbrochener Spiegel.

Die Maske so trügerisch.
Das Schachspiel so gegensätzlich.
Der Spiegel so zerbrechlich.

So wie wir?

In einer einsamen Ecke,
ein roter Kleiderschrank.
Bemalt mit schwarzen Rosenblüten.
Behangen mit Kleidern, so weiß.

Unter einer alten staubigen Decke,
Spielsachen von Kindern.
Die Freude steckt noch in ihnen,
längst vergessen und gestorben.

Die Wahrheit stets verdrängt,
die Werte nie geschätzt,
den Nutzen nicht verstanden.

So sind wir!


I'll do an English Translation within the next few days.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 03, 2009, 11:52:30
Really short poem ;)


***
not peace
not war
only everything between...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 06, 2009, 08:43:23
This is a poem (original in Dutch but translated it in English) I've written a few days ago and of which I already made a song (which will be on my myspace  http://www.myspace.com/longwaytogome for those who are curious). It gives my feelings towards many people actually...

Stilte in men hoofd
De storm
die eindeloos leek te duren
is eindelijk gaan liggen

Een lichtje in het duister
kruiste mijn pad
een simpele lach
maakte mijn dag

Verloren dagen
verloren jaren
Maar ooit
zal ik je vergeten
ooit
zal ik je vergeven

Wat eindeloos leek te duren
hield op te bestaan
toen je uit mijn leven verdween
voelde het aan als een orkaan
maar je bracht me hoop
en verlangen
naar het vinden van
en het zoeken naar

Wat me zoveel verdriet deed
me de jeugd vergalde
bracht me
vreugde in de diepste
diepte
van het heelal
Het kleinste hoekje
van mijn hart

Wat men hart in stukken
scheurde
en de tranen deed ophouden
te bestaan
Een klein geluk
in het menselijk leven
het vertrouwen
van een wildvreemde
een wildvreemde
die teruggeeft
wat ik al die jaren verloren was
---
Mezelf.

Translation:
Silence in my head
a storm
which seemed to last forever
is finally dead

A small light in darkness
crossed my path
a sweet smile
made my day

Lost days
Lost years
but one day
I'll forget you
one day
I'll forgive you

What seemed to last forever
stopped existing
the moment you stepped out of my life
It felt like an hurricane
but you brought me hope
and longing
for finding
and seeking

What brought me sadness
and destroyed my youth
brought me joy
in the deepest deepness
of the universe
the smallest cornor
of my heart

What tore my heart
to pieces
and hold back the tears
Bliss
of human life
the trust
of a perfect stranger
a perfect stranger
who gave me back
what I lost all those years
---
Myself

Love
Me

edit: some trouble with B  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 06, 2009, 14:20:15
Old poem...very old.... ;)

R.I.P.
Here,I am angel
with black wings
and golden eyes.

With red mouth,
silver tears
and white face.

Here,I am angel
with heart
and his tick.

With hands
and bloody memories.

Here,I am angel
with sorrow
and world cry.

With hate for all.

Here,I am ...

-Rest in peace,Godgott...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 07, 2009, 15:01:54
Poem when I was ten years old.

IN THE FACE OF IMMORTALITY

when you'll believe
everything will be better,
but don't believe
because you'll die with faith in eyes
and dejection in heart.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 10, 2009, 13:21:52
Wrote a poem today and decided to share it with you...

De echo van mijn hart

Soms schreeuwt men hart
Zo hard dat ik niet
Kan verstaan om wat
Een hels kabaal
Een storm die raast

Ik wil roepen
Ik wil schreeuwen
Ik wil huilen
En vergeten

Soms ja soms
Stilt verdriet vanzelf
Soms ja soms
Vlucht het weg
Naar die kleine dieptes

Verwarring en ongeloof
Dromen die me kwellen
Een leven lang
Onbegrip alom

Ik wil roepen
Ik wil schreeuwen!
Ik wil huilen
En vergeten
Mij
Vergeten

Soms ja soms
Ren ik weg
Naar het oneindige
Verleden
Het oneindige
Vergeven

Ik heb je nodig
Nu
Nodig
Maar zo ver weg

In elke wolk
Zie ik mijn wonden bloeden
In elke ster
Jou ogen fonkelen
Ik mis je zo
Ik mis je zo
Je lach
Een schat
Je warme woorden
En angst ze te verliezen
Een vreemde gloed
Vol tegenspoed

Ik wil roepen
Ik wil schreeuwen
Ik wil huilen
En vergeten
Jou
vergeten

Vergeefs gezocht
In mij naar jou
Weg ver weg
Hoor ik je stem
Een lachen
en een woord
vertrouwen
gevolgd
door stilte die
ik nooit meer
vullen kan ------

nooit meer weer
wij
enkel ik
en gij
enkel ik
alleen maar ik
ik ben nu hier
gij zijt nu daar
voorgoed
apart.

The echo of my heart:

Sometimes my heart screams
so loud that
I can't understand what for
an immense sound
a raging storm

I want to yell
I want to scream
I want to cry
and forget

Sometimes
sadness vanishes
all by itself
Sometimes
it runs off
to those little dephts

Confusion and disbelieve
Dreams that torture
for life
incomprehensible

I want to yell
I want to scream
I want to cry
and forget
Forget
myself

Sometimes
I run off
to eternal
distant past
to eternal
forgiveness

I need you
now
Need you
but so far away

In every cloud
I see my bleeding wounds
in every star
your shining eyes
I miss you
I miss you so much
Your smile
my wealth
your warm words
my fear of losing them
a weird luminosity
full of adversity

I want to yell
I want to scream
I want to cry
and forget
Forget
you

Sought in vain
in myself for you
Far away
I hear your voice
laughing
a word
trust
followed
by silence
I can ever again
fill in-------

never again
just me
and you
just me
only me
I am here now
you are there now
once and for all
on our own
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 10, 2009, 14:24:41
GIVE LIFE

The trains waft difficult,
they haul innocent faces
after rails them friends.

You hear,God,them whispers from behind carriage grates,
them shouts which get out from wheels.

Today people don't know
that they flow to dead ocean...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 10, 2009, 14:29:26
GOD OF II WORLD WAR

He is dead.
As many his believers.
For today he try get up to grave
-his hands are full of lid truth.
From behind death he looks in the same memories.
He denys himself when he envelop
the false contrition Auschwitz walls.

He is dead.
You hear sometimes only dull tick.
It is not his heart.
It is nails which stop evil in worm-eaten log.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 10, 2009, 15:48:10
:shock: that was one cruel poem :shock: but that's as you can read that last one out of two ways...GOD of the second world war...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 10, 2009, 16:09:50
First poem is about trains which drove to death-to Siberia.And I wrote this poem when I read about Mark Edelman.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 11, 2009, 10:05:27
***

We ran.
We ran for life,
for hope.

Now we're standing.
Our faces looking for the sun
-but we're seeing white walls.

We ran.
-but all words were first.
We stood.
-but all gestures were last.

We're leaving here
-in yours pale worlds...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 15, 2009, 10:26:02
What is it
That makes me smile these days
Like heaven fell upon
All bad memories
Like heaven crossed my path
To guide me
And end
This despair

Peace found my heart
Brought me hope
I’ve found back
Myself
In all glory
A girl
Laughing at the streets
Dancing
And singing
In the warmth
Of the April sun

Running up and down
Up and down
To stay
I stood there
in a shower
of magical raindrops
a shower
of magical words

Peace found my heart
And brought me back
That optimistic soul
The sadness
Makes place
For joy
Makes place
For knowledge
That not all is bad
That not all is sad
We can create
But have to wait
Till time brings us
Till time brings us
What we need.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 15, 2009, 13:04:40
One I've written april the first...and no it's not a joke  :| ...

Unsaid

Some things
I read in your eyes
I hear
Through the words
Whispered by the wind
That passes by

Some things
Are always left unsaid
You feel them
As an air of freedom
A call
Of love

Some times
You wish to stay still
But than the world
Moves on
You fall
Deep into a ravine
But none reaches hands
In this never ending end

Some times
You scream for help
Beg for mercy
Move on
And get wings
To fly high
Up to the sky

Your sweet words
I read your eyes
Who comfort me
Everytime
Lost
I feel lost
----
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 15, 2009, 16:36:43
Feeling pressure
Adrenaline rising
Soon you'll be here
soon it'll be over
THunder
Lightening
strike this earth

Wind blows over
my heart beats fast
Feel an energy
pass by
feel the storm
moves further

a long gone feeling
returned
with the smell of rain
after this warm sunny day
This was what I needed
this will take
my nerves away
and soon
sooner or later
I'll become part
of these energy streams


(thunderstorm in Belgium  :D )
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on April 15, 2009, 16:42:24
you guys are great :) i wish i could write, too... but i lost my inspiration :shock:  i guess i'll have to suffer a little bit more... :roll:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 15, 2009, 16:53:10
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
Feeling pressure
Adrenaline rising
Soon you'll be here
soon it'll be over
THunder
Lightening
strike this earth

Wind blows over
my heart beats fast
Feel an energy
pass by
feel the storm
moves further

a long gone feeling
returned
with the smell of rain
after this warm sunny day
This was what I needed
this will take
my nerves away
and soon
sooner or later
I'll become part
of these energy streams


(thunderstorm in Belgium  :D )

Cool this one. I truly liked it.

Today there was some snow in here...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 15, 2009, 18:46:03
thanks Aional that one was really written out of the blew  :) I felt something...and just had to write it down  ;) ... SNOW?????!!!!!!! On which continent do you live then hahaha  :P  ;) I love snow... we haven't seen many though, but we had a lovely cold winter but I'm glad it's finaly over  :) .

@Shadows-In-Twilight: Thanks! and eum ... everybody can write  ;) even the smallest child would when he could write in means of knowing words/knowing a pen and paper ... but in the end it are not we that write but our unconscience that creates words for what we feel that's how I sense it anyway like dreams create images of our unconscience, poetry does with words...from the moment I turn inside to look what's in I become more poetic...like the sea starts to break on its own when it meets the breakwaters. It's just that not everybody wants to leave pen and paper be what they are - tools to get out what's in - nothing but tools which you can't push. It's not a matter of wanting to write, it's matter to listen to what comes  :) sometimes I'm waiting for the bus and all at ones those lines appear and I feel it fits, it really fits, so I repeat them and write them down to come back on them later...sometimes I'm so fed up with everything I can't even write, I can't listen to my emotions cause they're too strong, and I close my heart for everything and everybody except for Lacrimosa -  then I just have to listen to lacrimosa to find back the doors in myself  :)  I've started writing back then you know... when I first got to know Lacrimosa, I've been crowded with tears for like a year not able to cry them and set my soul free, and all at once they came out just like nothing, something triggered my soul, something in that gave me comfort which I needed to free myself, and right after that I took pen and paper to write down what I sensed. It's just a matter as like I said in the poem, give it time and space, listen to yourself you can find so much inside  :)  and I don't believe in something like a muse  ;)  except when that muse is myself  :)  ... you said you have no inspiration anymore - don't you live then  :)  look around you  :)  ;) there's always something to write about  :)

Sweet greetings and a lovely evening/morning to you all!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on April 15, 2009, 19:16:45
awww, thanks for those words :)  but i've been thinking... maybe i put too much of my energy and imagination to my photography and then there's nothing left for poetry  :D

well, something similar happened to me as well... before discovering Lacrimosa, i felt like piece of shit - unable to do a single thing right and everything went so far that i wanted to do a suicide; but thanks to Tilo's amazing lyrics for Letze Ausfahrt: Leben, something in my head  has changed and i didn't do it [i think i already mentioned that in some topic]. after that all my feelings from the past came out and i was just writing and writing and writing... now it feels like i said everything i needed to and i can't write a word. at all. i hope i will wake from 'coma' soon  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 15, 2009, 19:31:06
:) you're welcome I just wanted to give you my vision on poetry and words as I know many disagree with me on that, but for me it's not else...and I'm sure you will and as you mentioned yourself I think you know why you don't need the writing anymore  :) you give it images instead of words which I think is wonderful too! always admired people who are able to shoot nice shots (pictures than just  :P nevermind)

Suicide - Tilo saved many souls I see here in the forum  :) he should be proud of himsef - that came after the shock for me after I remembered my emotions but as I didn't know where to go with my emotions after a while. I felt really lost, like the world turned black or something  :) it was between my 13th and 14the year and I had actually decided to cut my wrests but I was so silly/ lucky to put on music from Lacrimosa; I wanted to hear Einsamkeit one more time and in the end of Bresso I cried, saw all the grief of my familie thought of the fact that I felt so bad cause I lost someone so suddenly and I thought no girl you put that knife away and you're gonna just sleep - and that's what I did for 2 - 3 hours sleep sleep sleep and when I woke up I promised myself never to long for such an idiote idea anymore  :)  ... can imagine that a song like Letzte Ausfahrt: Leben can make you turn back too indeed, I always loved the strong emotions in the video Lichtjahre, the way Tilo's hands tremble of emotion there waaauw  :)  
You did write a lot then ? :) that's good see you can  ;) I knew that!  :)  I remember reading some of your poems by the way  8) and I also remember I liked them a lot  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on April 15, 2009, 20:07:49
sure, he should be proud of himself, indeed. i'll appreciate that for the rest of my life :)
yeah, i love the video in Lichtjahre too... i watch it very often :)
thanks :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 16, 2009, 12:48:52
***
drunken tramp saw evil
but nobody believed him
-because he was
and afterwards he went away.

Later he looked as they remained,
he caught sight of a children faces yet,
until fear
mixed with fire.

one not burnt
-drunken tramp,
this who saw evil
...
-because he was
and afterwards he went away...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 16, 2009, 16:30:32
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
thanks Aional that one was really written out of the blew  :) I felt something...and just had to write it down  ;) ... SNOW?????!!!!!!! On which continent do you live then hahaha  :P  ;) I love snow... we haven't seen many though, but we had a lovely cold winter but I'm glad it's finaly over  :) .


I live in Siberia :lol: it's unpredictable. Well, it was a little amount of snow, truly. But it WAS!!! I wanna sunlight on the 1st of May. Gosh, I want a NORMAL BIRTHDAY AT LEAST AT 19!!!   :D  :D  :D  :D

Well. Godgott, u have a very interesting point of view.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 17, 2009, 13:43:02
Thanks Aional! ;)

SILVER PILLOW
on the innocent pillow
my blood
and my hair,
my face
and silver murder.

on the innocent pillow
dead breath
and dead heart,
cold sight
and silver murder

...is innocent...as I...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 17, 2009, 13:44:45
And short yesterday poem

CATS
next days
as a cats
-white,brown,grey

and only in night
all cats are black...


 ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Nightshadow on April 17, 2009, 14:29:53
Weltentod


Warum der Welten schwere Last
Den Menschen so erdrücket hat
Sein Lieb und Freud er aufgegeben
Um in der Angst und Pein zu leben

Hoffnung fehlt in jedem Raum
Der Mensch kennt sie nur noch im Traum
Tränen, Leid und das Verderben
Wollen seine Freunde werden

In Schand er sich ein Heim gebaut
Den Frohsinn hat er längst vergrault
Wo einst die Kinder lachend spielten
Sieht man heut des Krieges Blüten

In dieser Welt zu leben
Das ist einst schön gewesen
In heut’ ger Zeit es grauet mir
Will ich nicht mehr leben hier

Der Mensch die Welt zu Grunde richtet
Weil er auf Freud und Lieb verzichtet
Soll er sein Grabe doch erbauen
Ich werd die Menschheit nicht betrauern
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 20, 2009, 14:24:37
Next short poem.

FIRE
in the fire which
lead to the freedom
I kneel down
and kiss ashes...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 21, 2009, 14:25:31
***
Goodbye Madam
don't look in eyes
don't hear words.

Goodbye Madam
because I don't know I come back
from bloodshed for motherland love.
In the middle of pine forest,
on the officerss cloak,
bottoms with rotten symbol.

Goodbye Madam
under West Golgot,
amid dreams,longing
the bayonet hurted mortally.

Goodbye Madam
and ground remember:
They shouthed to us
on the Soviet command...

                      Katyń,3 kwietnia 1940...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 21, 2009, 18:13:56
Sunshine
Through the leaves
Of a sole tree
As the wind plays
With its branches
The shadows
On my face change

A feeling of ease
Erases my sadness
Dries my tears
I cried during the day

Thinking of
Old memories
Wounds which have healed
Though their scars
Remind me of the pain
and the holes they’ve left

One more time
I’m able to save
Myself from me
One more time
I’m able to listen
To that voice from outside

Sunshine
Through the leaves
Of a sole tree
As the wind plays
With its branches
I realise
Another day has passed
And once more
I saw the glance
in your eyes.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 23, 2009, 18:25:15
I hate it
When I wake you
I hate it
When I make you bleed
Your cold hands
Who seem to freeze

I hate it
When I cry for you
I hate it
When I make you feel
Alone, restless
A monster of suicide

In my head
Your voice
I hate it when you do that
I hate it when I fear you
I hate it
When you fear me

In my heart
Feelings of understanding
This cannot be
We cannot be
In my heart
I acquiesce in
In everything we said
In everything we dreamed off

I hate it when I realise
You’ve been so near
I’ve been so near
Together alone
Alone together
In my heart
I know.
You know?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 23, 2009, 18:36:49
I see you
Standing silently
in the cornor
of humanity

You speak words
I see
Your lips are moving
But I can’t hear them
Way too far
Way too soft

Forgetting
Were was I?
Forgetting
What did I do?

Dead you are
No words come back
Did you say them?
Did you not?
Did I hear them?
Did I not?

Memories are fading
As I realise
You're gone
Harm has faded
Risk of murder
Suicide
Has disappeared

Forgetting
Were was I?
Forgetting
What did I do?

My shadow
That follows me
My dark demon
Who conquers me
I’ll win
this time
I’ll win
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 24, 2009, 09:28:22
Kitty, these were awesome. I liked them.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 24, 2009, 10:26:23
:) thanks Nina!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 26, 2009, 13:14:28
Freezing cold
I stare into your eyes
The sun shines
Though I don’t feel its rays

The wind blows,
At the same rhythm
I see the leaves dance
The flowering tree
In a master storm
A master universe

Blue are you
Little forget-me-not
Cute are you
Yellow violet

Eyes which stare
Read my soul
as if it were
A book of shadows
And a melody of pain

Reach me your hands
whisper your words
Open your heart
And wave me goodbye

For this is who we are
This is what we do
Once one
In a universe
Of golden rays
In a universe
Of love and hope

For this is who were are
This is what we do
Unforgettable memories
In which
You can’t but
acquiesce
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 27, 2009, 14:16:04
FROST OF LOVE

he set in winter
there,under the monuments
-he brought fire drops
 in freezing cold hands...

next morning
he emerged from night shadows
slept for amen.

there,under monuments,
he set,
he born love in unhuman hearts,
took us from frigid shard...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 27, 2009, 15:50:55
And me.

I had been daydreaming in the maze of reflecting stars of my reality
Before I felt a tender touch at my right cheek, and, with wondering sensuality
Lost my eternal passionless enertia.
 
And that was fun.

I were woundrously searching for my sanctuary, being born at the end of a century
Intended to become a bridge to a new world of restless wonder and happy venturing
To master self-perfection.

Oh, that was nice.

But for years nothing passed before my eyes that could hold either my glance or belief
And the castles of hope drop by drop were changing their shapes to the sun of my relief -
Of my encyclic dementia.

That was a boring time, though.

And yet one day a flake of cold flame fell down on my hot braw, when I were held in gyve -
Mental chase of dangerous frequency and rhyme ñ
And brought a breath of wind from the world that was about to come.

And thus my new life began.
 :D  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 27, 2009, 16:13:59
BLIND CULT

you believe in his good,
in eyes and words which take
to the other reality.

you want to that he eat yours faith,
that exist his black
which mutilate light.

you not allow that memory disappear
even then when body will go out.

in the cage is full of humble heads
his melodies strangles you.

you believe that he knows cry roses
-he,gardener with prick heart.
you believe that he lives for you
-he,composer of death.

bloody Mesajah went down
and shrouded us essence own conscience.


now I know that died
was not worth...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on April 27, 2009, 16:16:52
And I forgot! Aional very nice and with sense! ;) the best is last :"And thus my new life began."
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 29, 2009, 20:43:05
what do you turn to when things go bad?
when you're terribly sad?
Who’s the one you long for
When your head bursts
From thoughts and fears

feeling so cold
So terribly lost
Drowning in torturing thoughts
Of dead and destruction

What do you do
When you feel lonely
And tears are running down your face
What do you do?

Feeling a warm hand
On my shoulder
Your voice that whispers
It’ll be alright

But when?

feeling so cold
So terribly lost
Drowning in torturing thoughts
Of dead and destruction
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 29, 2009, 20:57:08
I wrote a song for a dear friend of mine I met this year and liked to share the text  :)

Sometimes I feel like
No one believes anymore
But then there’s you
To convince me
Of good in life

I sense you’re sad now
And terribly lost
In your dreams
A longing
That you burn yourself

Never forget
It’ll be alright
In the end
Never forget
There will always
Be me

Sometimes I feel like
You’re dying inside
I sense you’re angry
With your inside world
But then there’s me
To convince you
Soon
It’ll be over

I see your smile
But deep inside
You’re tears
I see your honest scream
For help

Never forget
It’ll be alright
In the end
Never forget
There will always
Be me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on April 29, 2009, 21:09:03
hm... do you want honesty? :P right now this could be written by me :P i feel exactly the same about one of my friends...

nice poem  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 30, 2009, 09:10:08
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
what do you turn to when things go bad?
when you're terribly sad?
Who’s the one you long for
When your head bursts
From thoughts and fears

feeling so cold
So terribly lost
Drowning in torturing thoughts
Of dead and destruction

What do you do
When you feel lonely
And tears are running down your face
What do you do?

Feeling a warm hand
On my shoulder
Your voice that whispers
It’ll be alright

But when?

feeling so cold
So terribly lost
Drowning in torturing thoughts
Of dead and destruction


Just my thoughts these days...  Then I tell myself that soon is soon :roll:  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on April 30, 2009, 11:36:50
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
hm... do you want honesty? :P right now this could be written by me :P i feel exactly the same about one of my friends...

nice poem  :)


thanks  :) ...well in fact I realised I can sense this in every good relationship to my friends really...cause there are times they support me and there are times I support them  :) in good and bad days they say at weddings, but I think that counts in friendship too...she liked the song anyway  :) in that she really got the message  ;) and I see you did too  :) ...hope your friend finds strength in you

Bisous
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Aional on April 30, 2009, 21:01:58
Each spring I begin a new life....
And then stumble...
And then find balance...
And then....
Love you eternally, as I always did,
Yet open my eyes to see it.

Cold bubbles of flying density...
In music of great intensity
Wish me never to stumble again.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on May 02, 2009, 12:46:01
MY FACE

you kill
the children of dreams
sing hushabye about burnt hope.
ancients of nightmares
you strangle them own wisdom
-yes,that they were guilty.

you strew bones
in the seas and rivers
which flow blood.

you shake off heads from ruins
-victory never made a sense.

you steal flowers of death
from hands of felo-de-ses
-they wanted be free.

look in the mirror
-you are not god!

god is prophecy!

and you know that I don't believe
in prpohecy,
you know that I don't believe
in you...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 07, 2009, 08:20:53
A song, just a song...


I came here in desperate search for peace
Like a bird after a thunder-storm
Yet, whenever my wings were strong enough
I wanted to break free from what I know now is my life
And a fear that I were wrong like a worm
Eats an apple was tunnelling my heart
That was hard, so hard....

There were times when I shut my soul
Feeling nasty, dirty and foul
But I did it, when my brain told me so
So many different reasons....

And then a day came, when I perceived
That I were by my own brain deceived
That day came, the day when death
Came to me, first time being called
First time being asked to come
By my heart.

And the light shattered the glass
Through which I wanted to see this life
Striving for love yet never letting it be.
And my try to decieve my own heart
By my brain’s conclusions
Almost turned out to be my death
Physical, almost ultimate
And then the Fear came into play
Shook me and placed again
Again, with broken heart
But with my mind in its due place
Right beside it.

And then, slowly, clouds turned into mist
Through which a starlit sky glimmer’d to me
And a loving hand, knowing a way too much
Reached me, giving me time
Time to love and let myself being caught.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on May 07, 2009, 10:03:05
OBLIVION

you see,Mother,this purity
in the childish eyes,
it's by you
she died with teddy bear
in hands.

no,
she wasn't guilty
yours hate.

you see,Mother,this chaste
in small heart,
it's by you
she woke up with silver
on the neck.

yes,
she was guilty
yours love...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 07, 2009, 18:39:56
nice one nina  :)

For so long:

Looking trough the window
The sun at my face
Silent trees
Enjoying the last warmth
Of twilight

Deep in me I sense
Peace, silence
I’ve been looking
for
So long
I’ve been holding on
To you
for
So long

Deep in me I sense
A knowledge
that is there
to stay
never again
in vain

Looking trough the window
I see birds
Flying high up to the sky
Enjoying
Their last songs
Of the evening

Deep in me I sense
Goodbye
As if all has find
its end
soon
it’ll be all over
soon

Deep in me I sense
Sadness
That find its way out
As it always did
And it always
Will.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 08, 2009, 20:18:45
Try to see
And flee
But somehow
Strong
This is
This feeling
Of knowing
Though
Not yet
Not ever

Forlorn
In a world
That isn’t mine
Forlorn
In thoughts
Which confuse me

A slight breeze
Over this cool water
A summer day
And a sweet lullaby
Erase bad memories

Be strong
For this is it
It’s all over now
All is
But a memory
On a piece of paper
Left
For you to find
For me
To let go
But I’ll look back
As we looked back
Before
Before we were apart
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on May 09, 2009, 09:13:16
good work, Kitty x)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 09, 2009, 12:31:33
:) thank you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 09, 2009, 12:56:16
If I knew
How to turn back time
I would

If I knew
How to say sorry
I would

Regretting
And missing
What I missed
The world keeps
Turning
Round and round

Leaving nothing but confusion
I left
Ignored you
Your nearness
Your words
I left

Regretting
And missing
What I missed
I had no choice
But
Turning back

Turning back
To where I started
New birth

You can’t get nearer
I can’t get nearer
Believe
And let go
To find

To find
What you lost
You’re not alone
Never alone
I’ll never leave you
In vain
Again!

Never again
Ever again
In this dead end street
You cannot lose
What you never had
You cannot get
What you already have
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on May 09, 2009, 13:17:23
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
You cannot lose
What you never had
You cannot get
What you already have


damn true  ;)  nice  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 09, 2009, 16:08:12
Hope to be able to write soon....  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 10, 2009, 11:17:30
(they arrive like nothing since Friday ... THANK YOU!!!!)

Forgotten what it is like
To feel alone
In a crowded world
Full of
Emotional hooligans

Forgotten what it is like
To feel you close
To me
Surrounded
By nothing
But your love

Forgotten what it is like
To cry
Though feeling perfectly happy
When you touch my soul
So gently
I shiver and crawl
Not to let go
Not to hold on

Just be
And be yourself
In harmony
I found me back
I found you back
Us in harmony
Leaving peace
And strength
Let me go
Set me free
For only then
We will be…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on May 10, 2009, 11:36:23
:) nice as always
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Einsamkeit on May 10, 2009, 11:40:46
Very good! And somehow fitting perfectly on...say sometime Friday night...maybe around 9 ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 12, 2009, 16:48:28
thanks sweeties  :)

This is the day
on which I wait for you
This is the time
we've been waiting for

I whisper words
for you to catch them
I dry my tears
for I know you hate them

So long awaited
this day of peace
on which I know
you know
on which
I saw
what
I've been longing for

So strong
this feeling of
understanding and love
being loved
and giving love
for we
we will be together
yet again
we
we will long together
forever
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on May 12, 2009, 16:55:18
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"

I whisper words
for you to catch them
I dry my tears
for I know you hate them



 :cry:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 13, 2009, 14:14:38
Ещё немного, и наши пальцы прикоснутся
(A little bit more, and our fingers will meet)
Ещё немного, только сделай этот шаг
(A little bit more, just make this step)
Ещё немного, и всё то, что было смутно
(A little bit more, and everything, that was vague)
Навеки бросит в одиночестве свой мрак
(Will throw into loneliness its darkness in the end)

Ещё чуть-чуть, по пальцам солнце в небо
(A little bit more, through the fingers sun goes into the sky)
Ещё чуть-чуть, и снова будет рай
(A little bit more, and the paradise will come back again)
Ещё, ещё, и пусть твоя тревога
(More, more, and let your appehension)
С моей разлукой разобьёт наш страх
(With my separation break our fear)

Ещё кусочек счастья, остановка
(Another bit of happiness, then stop)
Ещё шажок на мостик Бытия
(Another little step onto the bridge of objective reality)
Здесь не поможет разума сноровка
(Here doesn't help my mind's alacrity)
Не помогает даже тишина
(And even silence is of no avail)

Ещё чуть-чуть, и радость будет наша
(A little more, and joy is ours)
Ещё чуть-чуть, за боль и за весь страх
(A little more, for pain and all the fear)
За мрак, за верность, бытность недотрогой,
(for darkness, high fidelity, being untouchable)
За ужас, горечь, незаслуженность расплат
(for horror, bitterness, unfairness of repay)
За то, что всё простили и забыли
(For having been able to forgive and forget everything)
За то, что всем отдали по долгам
(For paying all the debts to everyone)
За то, что отрастили в вере крылья
(For growing wings in our Faith)
Пусть Бог даст счастье повстречаться нам.
(Lets God'll give us the happiness to meet each other.)

Ему, 3 мая 9 года 3-го тысячелетия.
(To Him, on the 3d of May of the 9th year of the 3d millenium)

Sorry, I'll translate it within next days, it is a hard job and I have literally NO time :?  :lol: But it is positive, I tell you! :lol: Kitty, love your works as always ;)

NO CRYING, GIRLS! (And boys, if they are ever reading anything here) alles ist ok! And will be even better! Just believe in it! ;)


Edit: I've put the English translation in brackets
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 13, 2009, 16:45:27
:) no crying indeed ... only tears of joy  ;) ... believe - believe in  :) it's not as hard as I thought it was  ;) ...found peace...am happy  :)

new poem written during class today (actually wrote two, but this one I want to share ;-) )haha shoot me right  8) (it was a boring class believe me  ;) )

Disappeared
in the corner of my heart
searching
for what they call
wisdom
of which we live
and die
which makes us happy
though sad

So long
I didn't know
so long
I didn't see
the things
which you
were showing
me

I was blinded
by a yearning
which none
could explain
and
I ran away
from what I thought
was killing me
but in fact
was saving me

I ran and ran
and could not see
the love
which you were
giving me
I ran and ran
and lost believe
in what
I loved the most

Time passed by
I could not
but turn back
to you
I could not
but hear
your beating heart
inside of my

In harmony
in peace
you come
and go
come
and go
so slowly
I see the thoughts
you share with me

Soon
I'll die
within your eyes
and let you know
we were close
so close.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 13, 2009, 18:13:21
D-d--dd *coldddd, coldddddd....*

Sorry :lol: Just a window open or something))))

No death, please! But great still! *hugs Kitty*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 14, 2009, 17:09:20
Am I swallowed up by immense duty
Of shielding starlit feelings from sane people?
Will they guess it? Will they miss it?
Darn them, if they will!
Panelling travelling butterflies
As a hairdresser making spikes
Who do I want to misjudge?
I am subjected.
And who is able to disguise?
I still can bear those ballet-tights of despise
For all the humble humanity


Just found in my diaries
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 14, 2009, 18:04:21
All I want is to sleep
For this pain
Is killing me
Doubts and fears
Of losing
Doubts and fears
Is this it?

All I want is sleep
For I know
It’s impossible
To decide
My world gets ruined
Only by the mere thought

All I want is peace
for I know
there is no answer
to the question
I’ve been waiting for
Since history

Storm my clouds
Release your tears
And give me back
That wisdom
Why?
Why have I chosen this?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 14, 2009, 19:43:54
To you I wanted to say this long ago
If only you were able to hear....
Listen, I am not a seer, but
Opening of this wound may heal.

Soothing everything, feeling happy
Torture leaving far behind
One may never wish to find
Place where he must truly stop.

Stop to give the sun its rays
Stop to understand this lore
Stop for not ruining ways
Some lived before.

Pointing out stars that glimmer....
Lavish is the one unknowing
Even knowing may be wrong....
A is A, but we need others
Stunned is one who can’t play words....
Ever loved? Then hear and stop this!

Because....

Plays with something may end bad.

Just needed to write this one, for some reason I wish I'll never encounter next time in my life. Although I can't call it poetry.. :?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 15, 2009, 16:34:57
Your eyes
Said goodbye
Long ago
I saw life disappear
As if
A lightening
Stroke my heart

I did not understand
I could not know
And I didn’t
Said goodbye

Your smiles
make  me smile
I heard whisphers
Call my name
As if
A thunder
Blowed my ears

I did not care
Not care enough
For you
Did I?

Sun goes down
Moon rises
One last look
Into your eyes
Before I go to bed
I love you
But you’ll never know
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 15, 2009, 19:39:26
Trauma

Sometimes I look back and shadder
Hold my big toy-bear tightly, squeeze him....
I know what it is, it is – trauma...
I feel, I see, view perception as a ladder
But I keep falling down, crashing its ribs.

Kept by something in the place with no time, no matter, no energy....

Held in the arms of primal voiceless horror, melting itself in peace....

Inn of dangerous peace is welcoming me in the stream of lifeless force.

Sometimes I look back and shadder
Wishing that I never made those steps
And electricity in my brain dims on its own...

As everything before my eyes in a weakness of overflown tiredness.

Sometimes I look back and shadder
Knowing what follows after each smile
Seeing enermous claws of neglecting helplessness.

Sometimes I just walk on the road, and yet everything
Becomes different, misty, shapeless, and time flickers
I feel, I hysterically feel as my time flickers,
As my time flickers, as it comes and goes,
Floods and ebbs rocks of my past and future,
But I am not there, I am in the inn of calmness
I feel a knife of despair driving through my brain’s cells
And can’t do anything against it, nothing
Since in the computer of my mind the application Hope doesn’t work....

Sometimes I look at myself and shadder
Halber Mensch, Halber Mensch, Halber Mensch....
Hold my big toy-bear closely, and whisper
One day this must end....

Sometimes I look back and shadder
Hold my big toy-bear tightly, squeeze him
I know what it is, it is – trauma...
And how much I wish that you were near then....

Sometimes I look back and shadder
Hold my big toy-bear tightly, squeeze him
I know what it is, it is – trauma...
I feel and view perception as a ladder
But I keep falling down, crashing my ribs.

Metanoea Algor Morsus Afformido....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 17, 2009, 06:15:21
People rarely understand what I mean....
People rarely follow my misty, shadowy steps,
Rarely see what I see -
Rarely enough....

Never-ending rain of ideas, falling, making shiver
Seems to ignore and being ignored by them;
Never-ending story of eternal fever
Called love seems to be forlorn in their minds -
I regret it so much....

Touch, touch a passing star and in its sparkling
You will see a smiling face of an angel -
Total transparence of a loving duckling
In the world of yellow beaks.

In insomnia of falling green leaves
I send my “Hello” to you....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 17, 2009, 10:45:09
:) beautiful Nina!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 18, 2009, 13:35:50
Thank you, Tigerine!

 ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on May 18, 2009, 13:40:07
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
:) beautiful Nina!


agree :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 18, 2009, 13:46:52
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
:) beautiful Nina!


agree :)

 *hugs* Thankee!  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 18, 2009, 21:37:43
How and Why

I don’t know how this love can be possible,
But I write in petals of pale violets, write in colors of setting sun
And welcome morning’s dew, which reminds me of you
Somehow....

I don’t care how other people will see it,
But I hide all the clues beneath trees of total indifference, laughing;
Never letting even a small root to be evident
When in the cloud of windy believing and tremendous loving
I send my heart to you in the sky....

But I still wonder at 2 small obstacles – how and
Why?..
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 19, 2009, 15:03:38
:) brought me to Guns N' Roses for some strange reason  :D 'faith I guess'  ;) thanks for sharing!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 20, 2009, 16:01:28
My fight

I'm mad with scientific approach....
Sorry for never letting you see my eyes
Sorry for never letting you see my times
Sorry for predicting a way too much
I'm so sorry, but it cannot be changed.

Walking under umbrella of theory
Into the mist of experiment
Sorry for never letting you be
For me
What you wanted to...

Onto the curves of ever-smiling figures
And sliding into a hole, where time is a total zero
Sorry for never letting you linger
Sorry for never giving you more.

Abashed, aghast and drained of blood and energy
Not able to feel anything, slowly
I walk my last path into my musts
Disappearing
Dissolving
Falling
Among notes of Beethoven's moonlight.
So sorry, so terribly sorry
But never stopping my fight,
This fight...  

Dedicated to U.H.

Seems like this late spring is full of little muses here...  ;)  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 21, 2009, 19:40:17
Staring at the clouds
Hoping
You will appear
In one
Or the other way

Watching the sun go down
Behind the trees
A memories comes back
Warm hands
On the back of my head
I feel
Though deny

Let my thoughts dwell
On the clouds
Faded out
By the light breeze
I remember
Everything you said
Remember
Your smile
And gestures
of
so long ago
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 22, 2009, 11:41:31
I feel that something must be said

I feel that something must be said
Kiss me
All those tears and knitted lies
Feel me
Deluded, secluded, broken, torn and swept away pieces
Take me
Confirm a puzzle of beliefs and tries
See me
Desperately searching for a hand, stop it, stop me, chase this pain to an end
Know me
A way too much, a way too logical, a way too unbearable
Hear me
Softly kissing feeling taking seeing knowing hearing
Believing
Save me
Speaking to myself I still sense twinkling of your soul
Leave me
Never

I feel that something must be said now....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on May 22, 2009, 13:52:10
oooh, Sirin. beautiful <3 and ofcourse Kitty, too :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Morgentau on May 22, 2009, 13:58:22
@Kitty
@Sirin

Thanks beatiful works!

Really class ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 22, 2009, 14:04:14
thank you  for the compliment  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 22, 2009, 19:12:28
Thank you, Morgentau and Shadows-in-Twilight! ;)

I just cannot stop writing, seems like something was broken within me, some barrier of weird origin...and everything that was there is leaking out. I hope it will end soon.

A night of total separation

I depict here a movie in my mind to be sent to you
Never caring will you see it or what will it bring you to
There are few, not many, who will know what I mean
In the shallow bewitching of my words beneath film

Lets go down to earth, see no light of the sky
To the balls of tennis discribed by Steve Fry
On the stone of cold fever you will get what you feel -
Never ending fear.

To the film, though.

To the film!
To the film!
To the film!

If there is a word meaning crisis
Yell it in all the languages of the world
Then see how a spider of suffer ties it,
It - your little beating heart.

To the web!
To the web!
To the web!

And then - a moment of total zero decibels.
When tears of your own soul fall drop by drop
Drop by drop
Cold, cold
Drop by drop
COLD!

Isn't this waiting in a dark way beautiful?

Time is such a nice sadistic tool!

Fool, are you praying now?

Fine!

And the eyes of a spider, all in a row
Feeling something melting within someone raw
Comes to you with a syringe like in a story of Poe
What a coctail your waining veins are!

To the white!
To the white!
To the white!

Through a web I show you a piece of a sheet
Some black ships undergoing a way to a reef
And with eating sticks from a closed restaraunt
I will show how it's like - going round and out.

To the light!
To the light!
To the light!
To the light!

See a bulb of red light in a room of black steel
It's a home of one thing never letting me feel
I will show you the razors and mellow despise
And some twitching of electrical dials.

To the end!
To the end!
To the end!

Sun will rise when the film has its wings and flies off
It's a nameless refusal
In the cuffs of perusal
In the cuffs of perusal
Never letting you off.

And the story returns to the circle again
To the cycle of damage
To the rain of despair.

And I slowly go down from the top of this hill,
Having nothing to fear, having no one to heal
All are sick now.

And I'm sick now of holding this camera low
And I'm sick of your crying appeal.

Never fear - I'm not giving you more.

I am going to go now...
Be a hue of black pearl.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on May 22, 2009, 21:04:08
great once again...

as for me... i can't write at all  :roll:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 22, 2009, 21:55:20
:) you write lovely when you're angry  ;) ... I loved it
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 23, 2009, 06:50:16
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
:) you write lovely when you're angry  ;) ... I loved it

Yeah, and I feel like a barrel of a gun.... Thanks

2 Shadows-in-Twilight

Thank you. I think your writing abilities will return, when you go through something meaningful in your life.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 23, 2009, 06:52:37
Even if you come to me, real and suffering
I don't believe much I let you ruin
What I were desperately building
Like a vocabulary of a new language -
Slowly, steadely - a house of smells,
Nice people I love, hues of sunset
Blackness of a night when I am
a razor-blade - roller-skating;
My liabraries, their tiredness
Talks on the ladders, and again
Yet again
People, poeple....and trees.

I won't go away from my forest
Whatever new I would miss.
I remember, I remember everything
It is yet another round of the same circle
I don't want to be regretting, suffering
Believing.
Hear me!
I don't want you...



I am angry..... God, I hope it ends soon, 'cause I feel drained...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 23, 2009, 15:08:09
sometimes they just scream to get out  :lol: - how I love it


Crazy
Driven crazy
To you I look
To you I run
Madness
But I love it

Superb feeling
A warm sun
On a cloudless sky
With birds
Who sing each
Their song
A butterfly passes by
who tells
Me
“Madness”
Yet I love it

Shining star
High up
forlorn
In darkness
This daydream
Isn’t a dreamy dream
This daydream
Isn’t in vain
Madness
But I do
Love it

A moon
To look at
Your eyes
To shine at
Madness
How I love it
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 23, 2009, 15:30:22
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
sometimes they just scream to get out  :lol: - how I love it


Yeah, they do. Yet.... Well, ok.

Liked your poem, nevertheless  ;)


Mine:

Preface
I never believe my feelings
Until they are proved by logical possibility.
I never trod the path of feelings
Until they are proved by logical possiblity.
Call me a death of myself.

Main body
I don't play anymore,
Since
Things have closed the circle of faith.
See - I don't know anymore
Yet - back to 2007
Heaven...when will it stop?!
Change languages, now - French
Same madness, yet - I am older
Colder
Wiser
And not alone.
Same circumstances
Same feelings
Yet - I've been through it all
I know
I am more of myself now.
Go low
Hide
I won't see you,
Believe or take care.

I will sell myself to my brain like an orange fruit
Just for fun of being killed by another brute
Just for fun of Beethoven's lute
Just because of you being mute
Just because of you.


Ending part
Kill me - rescue me.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 25, 2009, 15:06:26
A day of a full stop
Sorrow
And I am a way much too tired
Much too tired of my ways and feelings
Of poems and pictures
Of thoughts...
I want my thoughtless solitude -
Magnitude of being calm -
Back
In me, forever...
Home
I want home
So desperately alone
Never believing
Never asking for help
Yet silently screaming -
Much too pain -
Vain, vain
My pride is vain....

Like through the Vanity Fair
I go, with closed eyes
Just to
Just to be heard or revolt
But I ain't gold
I'm silver....

Archers come out of darkness
Hunters of beliefs in the suits of a requem
With the arrows of faith at the bows of pain
Coming near....
And then I scream:
Fire another!
Fire another!
I wanna be shot!..

In a day of a full stop.


P.S. I think I am better now. At least these screams of my own self seem to seize. I hope they aren't going to return....
Title: Rot das letzte Licht
Post by: Ard Seethorn on May 25, 2009, 20:48:27
Here is a text I've written by myself, I am sorry it is not in english
Hier ist ein Text den ich selbst geschrieben habe(ist allerdings noch nicht ganz ausgereift):

Rot- Das letzte Licht

Das letzte Licht
schwindet hin
über jenen Horizont
des weltlichen Tages.

R.

Die Dunkelheit erwacht sogleich
denn kurz ist die Zeit des Zwielichts
um Mensch und Welt zu umfangen
und offenbart ihre nächtliche Pracht

R.

Was sie uns heute wohl bringen wird
Ob Krankheit, ob Krieg
Oder sogar uns den Tod
Kein Mensch zu sagen vermag!

R.

Obgleich ist bereit ein Sarg,
für genügend Menschen,
und für manche gar nur die Straße
so werde ich trotzdem singen

R.:

Rot scheint die Sonne im letzten Licht
Rot für Liebe
Rot für Freude
Rot für Krieg
Und rot für Tod
Wie die Abenddämmerung
Title: Die Letzte Zeit deines Lebens
Post by: Ard Seethorn on May 25, 2009, 20:56:15
Another one only in German perhaps there will be translations to english when I am in the USA.(It is part 2/3)
I'll hope you will enjoy it :)
I'll soon write part 1 and 3 new. Then I'll start on the history before

Nun ein Weiterer Text aus meiner Feder(Momentaner Part: 2/3)
Ich hoffe es gefällt!  :)
Demnächst überarbeite ich das ganze nochmal und dann sind auch Part 1/3 und 3/3 vorzeigbar. Dannach kommt die vorgeschichte xD


Die Letzte Zeit deines Lebens
Beginnt nach deinem Todesurteil
Denn menschlicher Gier und Hass
Gruben dir ein tiefes Grab.

Keine Sekunde hätte ich gezögert
Wenn du zu erretten wärst
Doch erwartete ich nicht
Jene Hinterlist eines Schurken

R.2

Nun steh ich hier und sehe
Deine Augen gleich wie tausend Sterne
Die ihre letzte Schönheit entfalten
Bevor sie den Weg allen Lebens gehen

Wir sehen uns im Mondlicht an
Mit letzter Kraft formen sich deine Lippen
Das letzte Mal einen Kuss
Deine Lippen kalt und schwach

R.2

Deine Hände erschlaffen
Dein Mund formt das letzte Wort
Deine Augen erstarren
Ich hörte meinen Namen

Gewissheit überkommt mich
Die gemeinsamen Zeiten sind vorbei
Und während dein Leben entschwindet
Lege ich mich zu dir

R.2

Dein Puls schlägt zum letzten Mal
Die Endgültigkeit ist da
Deinen noch warmer Körper
Umarme ich noch einmal

Meine Hand gleitet über dein junges Haar
Erinnerungen überkommen mich
An die schönen und schlechten Zeiten
Die wir gemeinsam erlebt haben

R.2


R2.:
Die Alten Zeiten sind nun vorbei
Vergehst du doch in den Armen
Die dir gaben viel Liebe und Freud
Wirst du niemals wiederkehren
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 25, 2009, 21:37:41
storm is rising here in Belgium (aaaaaaaaaaaah!!!! I don't want to be alone  :cry: )


Crawling and drowning
I sense this
Nearby
Crawling and drowning
So hot
So hot

I die of unease
I kill myself
For this is not
What I’d expected
today

Storm is rising
Crawling and drowning
I sense this
Energy
From far
Far
Away

Wind blows
The leaves makes sounds
I’ve never heard before
I sense my blood
So hot
So hot

Crawling and drowning
For I know
SOON
Crawling and
drowning
In your eyes
Yet
Again
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 25, 2009, 21:38:50
Energies built
My blood streams
Faster now
My heartbeat
Got up
In the field
Of this storm

A warm summer day
Sun
High in the sky
Is leaving
For autumn
Weather with rain

Before the agony returns
I’ll admire this lightning
And think
Of you
And what will come
Soon
Sooner

A warm summer day
With no clouds at all
High in the sky
A bird
Flees away
For thunder
And lightning
To soon
their goodbyes

Before the agony returns
I’ll admire the stars
Who shine bright after rain
And think of
You
Remembrance of the brave
Near
So near
Yet
So far away
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 27, 2009, 09:50:02
Vanishing like a spot in the Sun,
Having nothing or too much undone...
It's a doubt, and I want it not.
Feeling nothing - a happy lot.

Tarnished with words of fatigue,
No, it is not my motive
To disappear.

Leer. Ja, noch immer - leer.

Feel?
No, much too bold,
Bound to some angry source,
Drained of everything in the core.

I simply know nothing anymore.

Edifice,
Just my edifice.
It's a meaningless sacrafice
But I always needed it, like then
When I painted my very first Christ.
You weren't near to see me die
With him for the first time.
Lime, yes, it tastes like lime...

Tie, tie me so I won't ever need to come back...

Going away, thinking "better be off"...
It is not like "goodbye" and "hello"
Shortly afterwards... A loaf
A loaf of bread at the final meeting,
Time is fleeting, it is almost that evening
When everything comes to an end.

Red.
Blue hands
And red spots.
I am sick
I am tired
Of all those that are flying above...
Love?

No, much too cold.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 27, 2009, 16:26:00
Accidentically it seems to be warmer then I rushed to believe.  :lol:

I lost all words
Like beads among stones
It is so hard to speak them now...

I want all the tenderness of down
All the beauty of twinkling stars
All the hues of rainbows and lights
To draw in your soul a map of happiness...

I want all the loveliness
Of all the places on this planet
To quetly subside your lament
To show you into world of trust...

Last, you are the last
Who I ever want to hurt or flood
With pain and grieving.
Believing,
You are the first I clad
In petals of pure light,
Daydreaming.

Hearing...

I lost all words,
Only my heart keeps playing the flute
The flute of caring restlessness,
Loving you...

:lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 28, 2009, 08:38:27
Fear me
For I’ll kill you
In the end
I will lose you

Leave me
Forget me
I’m no good
for you

Hate me
I know you want to
Fear me
For I’ll kill you

Feel me
As you never did before
Hold me
For I’m cold
And dead

Desperate
I scream
Scream your name
In vain

Feel me
As you never did before
Keep me safe

I love you
Deeply, truly, madly
I love you
So feel me
As you never did before
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 28, 2009, 08:50:11
Captured in your world again
You won’t let me go
Torture me
Until I say those words

Captured in my lost world again
I can’t let go
Fear
That I’ll lose yet again

You promised
You promised
Not to let go
Not to leave
You promised

Captured in a world
Which I don’t understand
We can’t let go
We must go on
But how
And why
Where
And what

Captured in our world
We just hold on
One more time
Crisis
Crises
I cry my tears
Though not in vain this time
Never again
In vain

You promised
You promised
To hold on
To hold on to me
You promised

Never forget
Never regret
We love you
You love us
Never forget
Never regret
Captured in your world
Don’t lose yourself
Just let go
And you’ll find
We’ll torture you
Until you say those words
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 28, 2009, 08:54:30
I don’t know
Not anymore
Which words
Should I say
Which language
Should I speak

I don’t know
Not anymore
Which feelings
Should I stand to
Which ones should
I
Let go

I don’t know
What ways
Are we to take
I’ll never forget
I feel
Feel you
Hear
Hear you

I don’t know
Not anymore
The signs
Your eyes were giving
The shining stars
within them

I’ll never regret
What I feel
What I hear
I see you
See you in
Full glory
I’ll never regret
My love
My love for
you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 28, 2009, 19:14:30
Tired
I am
Tried
I have
Failed
I felt
Lost
I bend...

Signs?
No, thanks.
Links?
No, ranks.
Tools?
Fools?
Letters?

Figures
Wait
Shadows
Trait
Linger
Fade
Trade
Sold.

Exit
Light
Splintering
Splitted
Bulb
Informatique
Fatigue
Rush.

Clues
Lure
Few

Truth
I need
Nothing
From you
Truth
I need
Freedom
From you

In a pyramid of broken glasses
I sense I were betrayed by you

In the circle of lover's hands
I will kill myself to be rid off you

In a sapphire of crystal longings
Among my soul's true belongings
I tell you what I need from you.



I begin hating this year from the very spring.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 28, 2009, 19:19:52
don't be so hard on yourself Nina - hate is good for nothing *sending a bit of love your way*  :) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah going bezerk - tuesday my exams start  :shock: TUESDAY!!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 28, 2009, 19:25:52
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
don't be so hard on yourself Nina - hate is good for nothing *sending a bit of love your way*  :) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah going bezerk - tuesday my exams start  :shock: TUESDAY!!

Thank you ;) With me it is this thurthday. THURTHDAY!!!! :lol:

don't be so hard on yourself Nina - this cannot be changed, ever. Alas! :lol:

Coldycoldycold....
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 28, 2009, 19:31:27
Quote from: "Sirin"
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
don't be so hard on yourself Nina - hate is good for nothing *sending a bit of love your way*  :) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah going bezerk - tuesday my exams start  :shock: TUESDAY!!

Thank you ;) With me it is this thurthday. THURTHDAY!!!! :lol:

don't be so hard on yourself Nina - this cannot be changed, ever. Alas! :lol:

Coldycoldycold....


Yeah I'll be crossing fingers on thursday  :) (well in my sleep then I guess  :lol: do you have exam in the morning or in the afternoon?  :lol:  :lol: otherwise i'll bind something around my fingers to cross them in my sleep  ;) hahah - sorry there's someone slightly going insane on this side of the world - *crazy face*)

and I know you won't listen to that  :P yet I had to say it right  ;)  it's not your fault...

$$$ warmmmmmmtttthhhhhh$$$  :lol:  that must look like me hugging you  :lol:  :lol:  ;) (told you I'm going insane)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 28, 2009, 19:41:51
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
Quote from: "Sirin"
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
don't be so hard on yourself Nina - hate is good for nothing *sending a bit of love your way*  :) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah going bezerk - tuesday my exams start  :shock: TUESDAY!!

Thank you ;) With me it is this thurthday. THURTHDAY!!!! :lol:

don't be so hard on yourself Nina - this cannot be changed, ever. Alas! :lol:

Coldycoldycold....


Yeah I'll be crossing fingers on thursday  :) (well in my sleep then I guess  :lol: do you have exam in the morning or in the afternoon?  :lol:  :lol: otherwise i'll bind something around my fingers to cross them in my sleep  ;) hahah - sorry there's someone slightly going insane on this side of the world - *crazy face*)

and I know you won't listen to that  :P yet I had to say it right  ;)  it's not your fault...

$$$ warmmmmmmtttthhhhhh$$$  :lol:  that must look like me hugging you  :lol:  :lol:  ;) (told you I'm going insane)

10 a.m. is the time, I suppose ;)

Don't go mad, this world needs you terribly (and sane, at least to a certain degree :lol:) ;)

it's not your fault... - Accidentically I am led to believe it is. I consider my fault in something else, but still think to be my own fault. And for them everyone must pay one day. I'm doing it now, sad, but true.


$$$ warmmmmmmtttthhhhhh$$$  -  ;) Thank you. It is a bit warmer now :))
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 28, 2009, 19:56:51
riddle girl is back  :) yet I still don't believe it's your fault  ;) ... people (or rather my ego) have made me believe I had mistake in something that happened in my past too yet I wasn't although I have just recently discovered that ...that I wasn't to blame for it. And I know you feel terribly guilty I sense that in everything you write yet you aint, it's your life/your lessons girl don't let anyone take it from you by guilt  ;) (I know easier said than done...but it's a lesson I learned, the more you want to do good for everyone the worse the results are)

This world doesn't need me Nina, it is me needing this world  ;) and 'specially the people on it. (and that will be hard girl sane - even when I'm not as mad as I am now - I'm not completely what they would call normal  :lol:  :lol: but you figured that out right ;) )
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 28, 2009, 20:20:06
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
riddle girl is back  :) yet I still don't believe it's your fault  ;) ... people (or rather my ego) have made me believe I had mistake in something that happened in my past too yet I wasn't although I have just recently discovered that ...that I wasn't to blame for it. And I know you feel terribly guilty I sense that in everything you write yet you aint, it's your life/your lessons girl don't let anyone take it from you by guilt  ;)

I don't know, Kitty, I just don't know anything anymore, and some doors I used to look at with hope were finally shown to me - they were walls, not doors, after all. Some old ways I used to try in solving such things failed already. It is just... Every situation we are facing now comes from our past, and our future is being formed at right this moment.

But I wonder whether I want a future at all. See? I thought I grew up from it :lol: But everything keeps intertwine and twitch. I think I need to go to other place for some time. Yet again to move :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 28, 2009, 22:39:07
don't you dare running away  8) it's hard I know but you know what my motto is nowadays  :lol: "all I know is that I know absolutely nothing" and I'm glad I know at least that  ;) and the rest it's just a matter of believing in what you feel- Intuition they call it we know more than we sometimes believe... I can't help you with it as less as you can help me on that matter... we have to learn our lessons but all by our own just know I'm always here  ;) don't you dare running away from me again :) I'm sure you'll find your way and I'm sure you want a future (at least I hope - please don't kill yourself)

besides walls? you can lean on walls  ;) whereas doors might not be locked well enough so you fall, walls are usually pretty robust (unless you're talking about my future house in present state  :lol: )

Past - yeah I get confronted with my past too often now, it's the third time at row I heard sirens near my place and I cried like a little baby cause it was just one second and I was back on my bike on my way to school hearing sirens behind me who were (which I didn't know then) heading for my grandma's place... and all I think then is, please get them out safe!please! cause the one who died just died but it's who stays behind that has to learn his lesson from it. Then I wonder - why o why have I chosen this?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 29, 2009, 12:43:11
You turned me
into a magnet
A magnet
Of madness

You turned me
Into something
Unreal
Just feel

I don’t want you angry
I don’t want you mad

You turned me
Into something
I’m not
Unreal

Silence kills me
Knowing nothing
Though
Feeling everything

I don’t want you angry
I don’t want you mad

Light so strong
That I closed my eyes
I’m not
What you think
I am

You turned me
Into a magnet
No consequences
Bare them
Hold them
For you

I don’t want you angry
I don’t want you mad

Turn angry, yell at me
But when you do
Just feel
How I love you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 29, 2009, 15:05:20
Disbelief and Reality

Too many words beginning with "D"
Darkness, drowning, down
Too many hues of a setting sun
My blind eyes are seeing
Now
On the pure crystal lawn
Of my disbelief, but not despair.

I am far too old to repair
What was broken within me
I am far too young to care
Of what will happen with me

Today, today, like a year ago
I send my goodbye to you, so
Lo!
I thank you for everything
Since from this enslavement
This engravement of my soul
I can stay calm and not fall
Into anything this world ever produces.
Yet this way is hard, as only it can be
In the sea of no shores I keep defining
Through climbing
Defining my own shape, my own truth
My own world, my own love
My own
My very own loops.

Today, today, like a year ago
I am back on the raft of sanity
Divinity
Of finding a way from all this...

I am not going to come back
Enough mercy and pain I shed
On the life you ever led.
This source is empty,
Empty
Empty!
Like a barrel of a gun.
All bullets have run
Run into me.

And today I don't even care
That I will drown in that sea
And if you ever will see
See it happening
Know, I reject your hand
As the land
The land you stand upon.

You cannot mount my cliffs
So I go for not being stiff
With yearning for non-existent rifs.
Reality of having courage to speak
Kissing the world of dreams and tears
With a final calculated farewell.
Seek
But you will never see me.
Today I close all the doors,
Today I shove off beliefs
Today I walk into the moors
From which I will dive into sea
The sea of Reality.
 
Dedicated to D. H.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on May 31, 2009, 08:11:27
Help me....

Help me to grab the handle of the door
Leading into the new world
Leaving all those rails of fake wisdom and fears
In the dimensions of cold
Where I lived my life, forcing to wince but not weep
Making myself to dry all those tears
Scared that someone will notice and hit me again....
Train
Help me to train myself to believe
That there is no intentional harm waiting for me....
Relieve
Be with me, hear me to relieve
What is torturing my mind;
To revive
From the terrible state I put myself into....
Intro
Let us play the tender musical intro
I want to make a rhapsody of fleeting
Greeting
All that is past and all that is future
To come....
 
Stain
Be with me when I erase this stain
Stain of fearing cruelty
From my soul
Yearning for divinity
And you.

Help me, because I am dying within
And without you...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on May 31, 2009, 08:51:57
A dream

Silently I dream
My dreams
Of love
And devotion

In a world
Lost
But surrounded
By light
And passion
Never before
I saw you
Glance
At me

Silently I dream
Away
In a world
Where the moon
Warms my heart
Non Stop
How could I not
Love you

Feelings
Of tenderness
Feelings
Of hope
Tell me
How could  I not
Love you

Silently I dream
Near
Far
Wherever you are
Your words
Caress my soul
Non stop
Dreamy dreams
Of how it could be

Living my life
Dreaming my dreams
Hope and tenderness
Hand in hand
Tell me
Why is it
That our love
Never dies?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: le rire on May 31, 2009, 12:10:25
Mal ein kurzes von mir:

Gedanken

Gedankenverloren,
mein Blick in die Welt.
Mein Herz voller Liebe,
doch niemand erfährt,
die Qual meiner Seele
Zerrissen von Zweifeln und Schuld.

Rette mich! Nimm die Leere aus meinem Blick!
dein Name, mit Tränen umrahmt
eingebrannt in den Tiefen meiner Selbst!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 02, 2009, 06:23:13
I spoke to my angel.
He smiled. 'It is beautiful', -
He said. 'Don't be sad', -
He winked. 'This, what you miss'
'Is up to you to have'
'I gave'
'I gave you everything'.
And then he turned,
And I cried.
His wings were mine...


'Always smile, smile'
He told me.
'Always try, try'
He told me.
'Never lie, never'.

I was talking through a fever
And he kissed me again
Departing.
Sliding
My hands were sliding
From his grasp.

Lapsed,
Time has lapsed,
But birds of morrow were true.
And their songs of utmost blue
Could have taken me to you
My angel
If only I haven't taken everything
Everything that was you
And me
Back then...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 03, 2009, 12:42:33
У увядшего цветка вкус вязок и кисл...
(A withered flower tastes tough and sour...)
Я не помню, был ли - не был, но я верю, что был
(I don't remember, was - or wasn't, but I believe, that was)
Твой последний штришок на рисунке мечты
(Your last little stroke on the picture of dream)
Бел,
(White,)
Не чёрен...
(Not black...)

Verloren, как на всех языках лета
(Verloren, as in all the tongues of a summer)
Остаётся судорога надежды на "это"
(Is left a cramp of a hope on "this")
Перед трясущимся тарантасом осенней тоски.
(Before the trembling tarantass of autumn's anguish.)

Но я-то верю...
(But I, I believe...)

Взапуски,
(Chasing)
Играя взапуски с собственным разумом
(Playing in chasing each other with my own reason)
А сердцу больно, оно задыхается
(But heart aches, it suffocates)
Молится, мечется, играется
(Prays, tosses about, plays games)
Теряется
(Gets lost)
Стирается о чёткие острые грани реальности
(Gets obliterated by the clear sharp cuts of reality)
Боль давности
(Pain of full past)
Распиная на дверях надежды.
(Crucifying on the door of hope.)

Впрочем, то, что было прежде
(However, all that was before)
Можно считать несуществующим.
(May be considered non-existent.)

Тоскующим,
(Yearning,)
Я вижу тебя тоскующим
(I see you yearning)
Но в отражении зеркальных волн твоего поиска
(But in the reflection of mirroring waves of your search)
Я уже не знаю, кто для меня ты.
(By now I don't even know, who you are for me.)

Немного, совсем чуть-чуть истины...
(A little, a little bit of the truth...)
Ведь я так устала бродить в твоём сердце
(Since I am so tired of wandering inside your heart)
Бредить пируэтами твоего нежного голоса
(Raving by the pirouettes of your tender voice)
И ненавидеть свою любовь.
(And hating my love.)

Funny, translating even one's own poetry is a tough business.  :lol: Kitty, I urgently need your poetry ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 03, 2009, 13:06:15
lucky you ^^ I wrote one yesterday evening  :)

Shining eyes
I saw
Shining eyes
I touched you
Touched your face
This wasn’t goodbye
This was hello
I see you

Smile around lips
I saw
A smile around your lips
I touched it
Touched your lips
Before I kissed them
Not goodbye
This was hello
I feel you

Tears
I felt
Tears running
down my cheeck
You touched them
Touched my tears
before you
you kissed them away
this was not a dream
this was
so real

love
I felt your love
For me
Crawling up my chest
You hugged me
Not goodbye
This was hello
I love you
And you love
me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 03, 2009, 13:30:44
I sensed
So much
I sensed
You close
I sensed

I saw
Not blind
I saw
Your eyes
Deep
Dark
Love

I heard
Your words
Of comfort
Devotion
Passion
Confusion
I love
Though must hide
I love
But can’t show
I love
Love you
Truly, deeply, madly

I sensed
Sensed your hand
Caressing
My lips
Before
You kissed them
Devotion
I felt
Was it a dream?
Call it a lie…
I make my life
You make my day
Call it a dream
Dream away
But please when you do
Take me with you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 03, 2009, 14:00:29
And I end the poem in the beginning of it...
Littering the path I let myself walking on...
I let it being lit.

Allow me
To speak what I don't know of
To fall into mesmerizing obscurity
Credulity
My credulity
To set forth
Into the future
To be burnt.

Tomorrow
The first row
Of coincidences reveals its meaning.
Screaming
Maybe my ego will die, screaming
But I don't care

Today
Asking my angel-savior for guidance
Falling into a dream-like trance
Full of words
Another world I am from
I feel it, since
This earth is so heavy for something
Inside me...

Night
And the nocturne is driving leaves crazy
I get your riddles, though much too lazy
To find a logical proof.
Improve
Your intentions for her...

Light
My light is far and cold, and I know her
A goddess of withered flowers
This life seems to swallow
Divinity
Unfamiliar, I wonder why
Everything is unfamiliar to me now.

Mercy
And I whisper this word "Mercy"
But not for me, since I go through what I must
But for both of you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 04, 2009, 23:48:27
I know
I have confused you
Messing everything around
Painting big round eyes of fear.

I know
I have scared you
In unintelligible fast changing
In words profound
Yet meaning real opposites.

Striking twice
It was not a caprice
Or malice
I do realise
Now

Somehow

I know...

Call
I read it
Call
I need it
Call me...

If I can feel at all
Then it is love
For you
My outcast...

Fast
I want you with me
I want you - me
Me - you
Living though
Cherishing too
Defining me - you
you - me
Ending this shivering coldness
Inhaling pure fondness
Painting over this mess
With a brush of tender rest.

I've been through my test...
One day you'll understand...


Through the eternity and into the sky
To write on it
Stopping to think and calming you down
This heart is lit
Watching a moon in some different town
Blurred in the heat
Whispering, trying to reach
The one that hid....
In a den of a dangerous lion
Growling despairingly out, crying
If I could give anything to calm you down
I should have been doing it right now...

And it is strange, and it is tranquil
And it is loving, and it is biting
And it is drying, and it is smiling
And it is threatening to kill

But I don't know what should be done now...
And I can tell you not a word
If there's a world
In a sliding tear
Please, oh, please, hear
The tinkle of its fall...

Please, don't go anymore
Don't hide anymore
Don't lie anymore
Don't fight anymore
I say it as before
I love you...


And I don't know what can I do now
Except repeating my old words...
Although
They all seem so low...

In this crispy morning
Of knowing and longing...
For you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 05, 2009, 12:13:19
I miss you
And then I cry
I miss you
And then I hide

Ignoration
hurts
Lost
In feelings
Which I cannot trust

I miss you
I scream
And you are here
I miss you
I scream
Words of comfort

My soul
Is waiting
Knowing
It’ll come soon
Soon – sooner- even sooner

No words
For this, inside
No words
To describe what I sense
What I feel
What I need
Just a dream?

I miss you
And then I lose it
I miss you
And then I run
Run from you
Run to you

It’s over
Before I know
yet all I know
Is
That I love you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 06, 2009, 14:44:36
Dedicated to my gran ...

I felt better once
I thought
I felt
Free and peaceful
Until
You left

Confusion
Still fills life
After all those years
Still
After
Too many thoughts
Have past
Too many feelings
Have stormed inside
Too many tears
Have fled into the world
For you
You have left
Without a word
For you
You have cried
So hard
I know

I felt better once
I thought
Smiling and dancing
Until
You left

Leaving nothing
But this emptiness
Leading me to paths
I cannot follow
Understanding zero
Of what you show me
Understanding zero
Of my emotions
How can you love
When you don’t love
How can you care
When you don’t know

I felt better once
I thought
In a dream of you
Until
You left

Still caring though
Still loving you
I know
For sure
What happened
Had a meaning
Why I followed
Had its grounds
Yet where you are now
I cannot follow
Take care
Hold on
For I know
We’ll see each other
Soon
Sooner
Even sooner

I felt better once
I thought
In a world of butterflies
Until
You left
To never come again
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Einsamkeit on June 06, 2009, 18:59:10
You guys produce like no one else :P Very nice work all of it :) I've got two small pieces I thought I'd share:

So long
So many years
So much pain
So many thoughts
So much anger
And yet it hurts

Forgiving
What can't be undone
Looking forward
Keeping your head high
Denying what can't be denied

Changing
Things that can't be changed
Moving on but getting nowhere
Knowing what you did
What you went through
Letting go on what will always haunt you

So long
So many years
So much pain
So many thoughts
So much anger
And yet it hurts

Knowing
But feeling so lost
Everything is okay
It worked out
Why

This feeling
This part of me
Ihis I can't escape and I won't

This is me but why

So long
So many years
So much pain
So many thoughts
So much anger
And yet it hurts
-------------------------

I long
Long to see what I have not seen
Long to be
Long to feel you close to me

Seeing what can't be seen
Feeling what can't be felt
Searching for something that can't be found
Screaming at myself

Frustration
Devotion
Emotions
never lies

I long
Long to see what I have not seen
Long to be
Long to feel you close to me

Reaching for the untouchable
Hoping where there's no light
Searching in the dark
Calling for you

Fear
Doubt
Eyes
never lies

I long
Long to see what I have not seen
Long to be
Long to feel you close to me

Confused
I feel
Hate towards you
I cry
Chaos within me

A perfect picture broken, dreams laying shattered on the floor

I long
Long to see what I have not seen
Long to be
Long to feel you close to me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 06, 2009, 19:18:12
I love your poetry Kat  :) I really do *hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 07, 2009, 11:52:08
Kat, they are really good. I too loved your poetry.  ;)

Edit: really-really  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Einsamkeit on June 07, 2009, 13:33:32
Thanks guys :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 07, 2009, 18:29:09
A so-called "poem in prose". Just felt like sharing it.

The letter number 17

Have you ever known what it is like, to feel your own heart suffocating? I know, it may be mesmerising, when the reason for it is happiness. Yet it is not my case, and the reason for my restlessness is my failed attempt to rule my inner compass of love with sole reason of my trained to calculated dicisions brain.

Pain, you know, pain. I wanted to flee, to go away, to elope with Maths, but every try appeared to be futile.

I love you. And I will wait for you no matter what, no matter how long and unreasonable, no matter how cold it would be to live with the world of men yet in the world of my dream... I am waiting for you right this moment, glowing in my feelings, feeling tender touches of angels at both my cheeks, where would be tears right now...

I'm at ease and peace with my own self, and with my love and burning towards you, because...

...without appreciating this feeling my heart feels like stopping being active

at all

and my well-trained brain understands, that love, even terrifying, unreasonable, full love based on faith and no reality, walking among beads of immortality, which every schoolgirl knows doesn't exist in nowhere, but one's own soul...

is much better than physical death, when no electiricty goes between neurons,

and nothing can calculate anything anymore.

It seems like my heart refuses to let me live without loving you...

And I stopped struggling with it.

So you know something I knew only yesterday, and I...

I'm lost in this feeling, which gives me a road to walk on, jump from and fly...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 07, 2009, 20:47:05
jump jump my friend *hugs ya* thanks for sharing  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Einsamkeit on June 09, 2009, 11:40:37
Yeah very nice indeed :)

Oh time goes by so fast! Read it yesterday but never got the time to comment...Ah well back to studying for my exam again pfft :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 09, 2009, 14:28:21
At night

At night I sense
What can’t be sensed
At night I see
What can’t be seen

I wait
Until your hand
Finds mine
Until your soul
Touched mine

I wait
For what will be
Will be
With
Or without
Any memory

At night I smell
What is not there
At night I feel
What can’t be felt

I wait
Until your voice
At ease
Calms me down
Learn me
How to fly

I wait
Until our memories
Are one
Until what fears
Only loves
Until what loves
Only fears

I wait
For you
To
Come
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 10, 2009, 06:51:10
I am not a juror,
I am not the judge
I cannot indulge you
I cannot decide.


So maybe Mercy is what Chirst was trying and showing
The self-sacrifice without which we can't go on living
The self-sacrifice that is the door to future oblivion
Of everything painful in the past.

I am not a flower
I am not the grass
I cannot despise you
I cannot harass.


So maybe Mercy will save me this time too
But I feel that with sacrificing everything
I am not human anymore and need so minimal
Quantity of people and words that the meaning is lost
The meaning of living in this world.
Trivial...

I am not a lake
I am not the ocean
I cannot my feelings fake
I can't bear emotion.


So maybe this is why and this is how
So maybe I am yet again not fitting in the time
So maybe something lost cannot be found
So maybe it is time for me to fly.

I am not a cloud
I am not the sky
I am something proud
I am windy rhyme...

I am not a cloud
I am not the sky...
I'm a little baloon
That was flown high.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 10, 2009, 19:15:33
It feels so strange
Alone
Up here in my room
No one around
No sound at all

It feels so strange
Ignored
By all of you
All me
All us

We were so close
We were so near
And yet
Again
You let go
We let go

It feels so strange
Abandoned
By the one
You love the most
So differently
Than all the rest

It feels so strange
In solitude
Crying tears
Of disbelief
Not in us
Not in you
But how
Tell me how
Can you be so cruel
To yourself
Ourselves

We were so close
We were near home
And yet
Again
You let go
We let go

I must admit
I won’t give up
Not on you
Not on me
Not on us
I must admit
I love you
No matter how
No matter what

Two to one
One to two
We were so close
We were so near
Home
That it burned my soul
Longing
For the ones
We love

Together alone
Alone together
No matter where you are
No matter where I am
Feel me
Sense me
Hate me for what I know
Hate me for what I don’t know
Curse me
For what I said
But know
That I will always
Hold you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 11, 2009, 08:32:16
I wrote a ballad yesterday :)

Ballad: tiny blue eyes

Once upon a time there lived a girl
In a castle on the hill
She was simply tiny with round blue eyes
Sending tons of love
To the world, big and frightened by its own enermousness.

Through her tiny eyes the world seemed pure
Giving hope to every thing
She was of that kind that has enermous heart
Yet in so tiny a body
She lived peacefully in a castle on the bare empty hill.

Once upon a time there lived a girl
In a castle on the hill
Living her life through other people' misery
She was never adored nor understood
Yet loved everybody
But never, oh, no, never was she noticed by receivers of her hope.

And one day it happened
What feared all the angels above
A big-big-big drunk man with enermous foot
Crashed the castle which on the hill stood
And went on never stopping to see
How the castle sends screaming plea
And dissolves into rain
And rain, having no one to blame,
Shows everyone the kingdom of love
and hope -
Rainbow.

Since that day wherever I wander or walk
I can hear little flowers fearing to talk
And in every tiny and beautiful drop
I see a reflection of the castle on the hill
Where a little pure thing did for everyone feel
And I see her laughter, and I sense - she smiles
With her tiny blue eyes.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 11, 2009, 12:23:45
Can someone please stop
This
Never ending
Never ending
Ever ending
Solitude
Which drowns me
And kills me
All I want
Is us
Is you
Is me

Can someone please Stop
This
Agony deep
Deep deep
Down
Inside
Which murders me
I cannot cry
I cannot smile
All I want
Is peace

Can someone please stop
These
Sorrows of
Not knowing
Not feeling
Cold
Warm
You’re gone
You’re back
Leave it
Leave me
I cannot cry
I cannot smile
All I want
Is nothing
Nothing at all
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 11, 2009, 12:31:27
Angriness
Storms follow
One another
In each one
I lose myself
A little bit more

Deep down
I have to cry
I won’t let go
I promised
I won’t let go
Tears
Running fast
Slowly
Running
Down

Angriness
I cannot feel
I cannot hear
I will not die
I lose myself
Yet again
Not again

Deep down
I feel pain
No agony
Real pain
I miss you
I cannot sense
I cannot cry
Tears
Captured inside
I scream
And scream
For I cannot hide!
I cannot fight!

Angriness
I cannot sense
I cannot see
I will not
Lose myself
Not again
Not ever
I love you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 11, 2009, 14:05:57
Whenever I am happy you say I enjoy my own picture
Whenever I feel loved you say I'm in love with myself
I wish I could write a book on you and forget it on a shelf
In some public library to get perused and refused
By a reader angry, yet amused.
Whenever I say the truth, whenever I am hysterical
You say I play and this is a piece you just can't recall
Of some god-forsaken author.

Sometimes I want to become a witch
For being truly
That being you pictured yourself.
I feel like drowning in a ditch
For being fully
FULLY not understood and thrown away.
Hey, hey, hey!
Easy, there!
My wounded pride, oh my god...
Screams, screams, screams.

Dreams
All my dreams and tries to fulfill them
Are nothing but childish blubbering to you
Films
You see the films but not see why I laugh at them
Telling me this world isn't rotating around me
But I never wanted it to be.

One, one, one
One another hit, and I go
I can't explain anything here
I'm too young a fish in this sea
As you try to prove.

Now, listen and see this groove
And the unciron of white forgiving
I try to forget all my suffering
From the past no one knows
And it doesn't help that you say it never could have been
That I never were walking small and thin
In the market of human malice and perversity
Curiosity
And whatever you say humiliate me
Understand me...


When I come with the best intentions
You ruin all my happy dimensions
I am too young, I am too angry
I am too acting, I am too childish
I am too "wisish", I am too lavish
I have too few friends, I can't stand critism
I can't stand the truth and reality
I am a thing of ingenous duality
Since I don't beckon before your years and experince!
Darn it! It doesn't cost a sixpence
After all what you said and done.

I can't go away because I promised
Because you are close and cannot be punished
Because I know you are wrecked and tarnished
With what you wanted and what you got
But this must stop
This must stop...

Wrote it few days back when were really angry :oops: with one of my close relatives. You know, feeling obliged to understand someone...but how much does it hurt when it is taken for granted and you receive hit by hit, hit by hit... From a person who doesn't want to see that he is doing it, doesn't want to get your hints and doesn't want to think everything over... *a deep sigh* Family :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 11, 2009, 19:38:42
crash

I crashed
beneath your eyes
I crashed
too much agony
too much pain
too many tears
I could not cry

I crashed
in hiding
seeking
I crashed I did
how strange
feeling perfectly happy
I crashed

Screams
screams in vain
no not in vain
in pain
I could not sense
where are you now
I feel
alone
I feel
not home

I crashed
I did
I crashed
in front of you
I felt
and sensed
and kissed
and hugged
and loved
and begged
stay
please
stay

In the end
I know
I'll be allright
we'll be allright
in the end
I know
I will live
at the end of the week
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on June 12, 2009, 21:36:47
not really a poetry i think, just my feelings for the last two weeks...  [ignore all the mistakes :P]



i was always there when you needed me…
i was there when you needed someone to hug…
someone to care…
someone to blame…
i was always there – for you…

i never turned my back on you when all the others have…
i never blamed you for loving her more than me,
although she did nothing for you –
i never actually cared…

but what hurts the most –
when i really needed you for the first time,
you turned your back on me…
what have i done to deserve it?

why do you treat me like the most unimportant piece of shit?
why do you hate me so much?
why?

would you notice if i was gone?
would you care if i died?

would you, mum?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 13, 2009, 14:20:03
I'm sorry for ya *hugs* ... I would say it's hard whenever loved ones turn away from you...certainly when it's your mum...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 13, 2009, 19:52:52
What do we want
What do we need
For this is not love
This is not faith

What we long for
And what we kill
The times we died
The times we lived
Though
Never in vain again

A whispering voice
Not to turn left
But right
Not to go straight on
But stay
Stay here
Wherever that might be

A smile around your lips
Your deep eyes
Telling me what’s right
What’s right?
What’s wrong?
telling me what’s not done

Wherever I go
You follow
Wherever you go
I follow
A light
To warm my heart

Silence turned into
Feelings
Feelings turned into
Silence
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 13, 2009, 20:19:26
Hold me
For I’m cold
Hold me
For I’m scared
What’s next to come
What’s next to come

Lie to me
Tell me that you care
Lie to me
Tell me that you feel
Lie to me
I need you so much

Scarce is the notion
Of us
Scarce the idea
Of life after life after life

Hold me
For I’m dead
Hold me
For I fear
So much what I
Don’t know

Lie to me
Just one more time
Die with me
Just one last time
Remain silence
In eternity
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on June 13, 2009, 22:32:53
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
I'm sorry for ya *hugs* ... I would say it's hard whenever loved ones turn away from you...certainly when it's your mum...


thanks *hug*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Arlishan on June 13, 2009, 22:53:24
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"

would you notice if i was gone?
would you care if i died?

would you, mum?


This part took tears out of my eyes. It's not an easy moment, right now, and I see that not only for me.
I hope everything comes out fine, Shadows.  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on June 13, 2009, 23:49:49
Quote from: "Arlishan"
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"

would you notice if i was gone?
would you care if i died?

would you, mum?


This part took tears out of my eyes. It's not an easy moment, right now, and I see that not only for me.
I hope everything comes out fine, Shadows.  ;)


it's taking tears out of my eyes for 2 weeks now  :cry:  and today it felt even worse...

i hope the same for you *hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Einsamkeit on June 14, 2009, 12:42:29
Quote from: "Arlishan"
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"

would you notice if i was gone?
would you care if i died?

would you, mum?


This part took tears out of my eyes. It's not an easy moment, right now, and I see that not only for me.
I hope everything comes out fine, Shadows.  ;)


Yeah same here. It reminded me so much of how I felt some years back when there was a lot of problems in my family (to make a long story short).
Everything is fine today and I really hope it turns out just fine in your situation as well...even though I know it's not easy getting through.

@all: So much work! :P I can sit here read all day if I had time! hehe Already read some of them...very good work again! Lovely reading! :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 15, 2009, 11:54:00
Quote from: "Einsamkeit"
Quote from: "Arlishan"
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"

would you notice if i was gone?
would you care if i died?

would you, mum?


This part took tears out of my eyes. It's not an easy moment, right now, and I see that not only for me.
I hope everything comes out fine, Shadows.  ;)


Yeah same here. It reminded me so much of how I felt some years back when there was a lot of problems in my family (to make a long story short).
Everything is fine today and I really hope it turns out just fine in your situation as well...even though I know it's not easy getting through.

@all: So much work! :P I can sit here read all day if I had time! hehe Already read some of them...very good work again! Lovely reading! :)

Yet the same here, too :lol: Shadows! We are with you ;) I'm sure everything will be alright one day with you and your mom ;) Just don't grow desperate, ok?   ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 15, 2009, 12:12:16
Distance
I knew you would never understand
I knew you would never comprehend
Stand
Still you don't know anything?..

Resistance
I sensed everything so clear
I saw everything in sound
Profound
Deep is the ocean of reality and goal.

Like foam
Of tormented loam
Onto the glassy-glass cubicle
Onto the messy-mess curricle
Clerical
Belief in Everything Real goes transparent
Innocent
Indignant...

Stagnant
Pregnant with the idea of new world
The inert mass of Eternal Truth falls down, crashing
Everyone.

And I know why I am here
And I know why I am here
And I know why I am here

And I know where I must be
Not where you ever were
Not where you can see
Not where you can breathe
Fill
In
The form of the final application...
What d'ye know of Eternal Damnation?
Still
I must be there
I must be there
I must be there

To embrace and have in my arms the child of the new world
To caress the spirit of future loneliness through cold
And fever
Which this place is bound to bring...
Hear? It is already screaming
That child of future hope.

Elopes
My pain elopes with it
Through giving love.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on June 15, 2009, 13:09:50
Quote from: "Sirin"
Quote from: "Einsamkeit"
Quote from: "Arlishan"
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"

would you notice if i was gone?
would you care if i died?

would you, mum?


This part took tears out of my eyes. It's not an easy moment, right now, and I see that not only for me.
I hope everything comes out fine, Shadows.  ;)


Yeah same here. It reminded me so much of how I felt some years back when there was a lot of problems in my family (to make a long story short).
Everything is fine today and I really hope it turns out just fine in your situation as well...even though I know it's not easy getting through.

@all: So much work! :P I can sit here read all day if I had time! hehe Already read some of them...very good work again! Lovely reading! :)

Yet the same here, too :lol: Shadows! We are with you ;) I'm sure everything will be alright one day with you and your mom ;) Just don't grow desperate, ok?   ;)


i don't know for how long will i hold on to this... :( thanks :)... *kiss*



@Sirin
good job :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 17, 2009, 12:23:12
Why is letting go so hard
My mind let go
Yet my heart
Is still yearning

The sun is shining
There’s a blue sky
The birds are singing
I just need to cry
Help
Help me cry

So much gone wrong
So much I couldn’t do
The things I thought
The things I felt

Eaten by sadness
Madness
Eaten by loneliness
I cannot follow
I cannot hide
Yet I do
I do
I do

Out of the blew
I feel and sense
Out of the blew
It’s gone
To never come again
What if my brain dies
What if my heart bleeds
Torn apart
I cannot
Not any longer

Yet love
Is always stronger
Hope fights always longer
I love you
Deep down
I know
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 19, 2009, 23:49:58
With this sun
Burning my eyes to melting in teardrops of cold blue
I remember everything.

With this sun
After months of no sleep and no alerts
My heart renders.

The fear of being mistaken is big
But I sense this changing blink
Of reality.

Plurality
Means nothing to me.

With this sun
I know that I am killing myself now
But I can't stop
And no one will ever know the reason.

Season
For my blooming
May end today.

But I don't care
I will always save
You...

With this sun
Like a final review
Of my time

I slowly become
A weightless sunbeam

To glean
Your happiness
Of every day
Into a long pure array
Of life.

I love you
Despite whatever was done with me...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 20, 2009, 09:39:27
Pride:

Pride for what
It’s not that much
Four weeks of a lifetime
And what about
The rest of the year

Fighting against
Myself, me in person
I look into the mirror
A shining star
At the back of my soul
You I know
Supporting me
Go on
Continue jet
A little longer

Fighting against
Demons of thoughts
Destroying every hope
Every dream
Every notion of you
Follow the light
Continue the battle
There’s always hope
Just see
And see with me
This is no lie
This is just us
We
Together walking
To a light

Pride for what?
It’s not that much
To hold on
Don’t give in
To these demons
Of the night
Who stole
My pride

lieben zum Glück

Verlangen wir
Dann schimpft das Herz
Lösen die Augen Tränen
Die sich tief in mich
Verbargen
Wie du

Ich verlange nach dich
Mein Brüder
Mein Licht
Ich höre auf dich
Weil nur so
Finde ich die Kraft
Zu leben und
Zu lieben

Du verlangst nach mich
Dein Schwester
Dein Sucht
Weil nur so finden wir uns
Im Finsternis zurück
Zum leben und zum lieben
Zu spüren in das Glück
Zusammen erleben
Was einst eins war
Und jetzt Stück

Ich verlange nach dich
Mein Geist
Mein Blick
Weil so sehe ich dich
Und ich weis
Du mich

Im Spiegel treffen wir uns
Der Spiegel der Seele
Gemeinsame Seele
Gemeinsames Herz
Mein Brüder
Hört auf mich
Nur so finden wir uns
Immer wieder
Im Glück zum Liebe
In lieben zum Glück

Ich warte auf dich
Schwach ist das Herz
Das ich wieder gebrochen habe
Leicht ist die Schwachsinn
Mit dem ich dieses schreibe
Zukunft vernichtet
Klein und nicht sichtbar
Aber oh so lieb
Wenn sie Lacht
Und verschwindet
Im Finsternis

Leicht sind ihre Wörter
In den ich mich verliere
Sie weist es nicht
Sie gehört zu mich

Leise Stimmen
Vergesse mich nicht
Ich warte
Ich warte
Und das nur
Auf dich

love never dies
I am not alone
I am not weak
I am not hoping
Dreaming perhaps
I feel you close
I sense your breath
As I perceive your words
In the dust
Created by your footsteps
In the dark

I am not lost
I am not faking
I am not lying
Only sure a bit
I guess

In pure tenderness
I feel your touch
Your devotion, I can read
Within the depth of your soul
Shining like a light
Created by the shadows
Of the night

I am perceiving
You
Every day a little closer
I sense and hear
I dream and wake
Over you and I
Our future and our past

I sense your coldness
Let me warm your hands
Forget about this darkness
This abyss of the past
Listen to your beating heart
Cause only then
You’ll be shown the way
To light

The moon awaits you
As longed for
So long
As eternity is aware
That love
Never dies

forget
Forget what I said
Forget what I showed
The images I saw
Were like a long-gone-lost
Memory of the past

Forget what I claimed
Forget what I aimed for
There is no love
There ain’t no shadows
Without light

Look into my eyes
Yet again
And tell me what you saw
Be sure about what and who
Be sure I know
And know not how
Just that
I long for you

Forget what you saw
Forget what you heard
This ain’t no dream
Without a lie
This are just long-gone-lost
Memories
Of our past
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 21, 2009, 05:16:25
There is no reason to be cruel
I am just simply much too tired;
There is no reason to burn fuel
When everything is said and fired.

There is no reason to be hiding
When everything is lit and smiling;
There is no reason to be binding
My little daffodil to stove.

But listen closely, listen closely
And I will tell you something more...

There is no reason to be sore
We are just wanderers of Heavens;
There is no reason to have laments
We want just nothing in the core.

Just lull me now, without questions
Without asking of my past
Just lull me now in conversations
Since you are first, when you are last.

Just lull and be alive and breathing
There is no reason to be blind.
Just lull and be with me, my missing
That way, I promise, I'll be mild.

There is no reason to be cruel
I love you through the all unsaid.
I see the Gates, I end my duel -
There is no reason to be sad.

 :lol: Nights are just a way too good for writing...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 22, 2009, 09:34:20
What?

What is it
That binds me to you
So desperately
That I can’t breathe
And I can’t eat

What is it
That makes me dream
Of you
That I can’t die
And I can’t live

What is it
That makes me care
So much
That I can sense
And hear

What what what?
I cannot give in
What what what?
Should I say
For you believe me

I found myself
I’m grateful
I’m in love
Not in love
I feel loved
And I love
Feel loved
I love

What what what?
Do you feel?
What what what?
Could I possibly do
To make you see
Make you Stop
Carving your own heart?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 22, 2009, 12:50:40
Flying on my clouds
Meeting the horizon
Green, blue, red, orange
Sun sets
I knew this day would come

Flying on my clouds
Of peace and understanding
Yet now I feel what they mean
Can’t get closer
Can’t get closer
Cause this is already it

Flying on my clouds
Meeting the moon
Hell and bright
Like a new year’s sun
Hell an bright
Like the twinkle in your eyes

Why do we suffer so much
Why do we destroy so much
When the answers to our questions
Are this easy
Are this simple
Not complex
At all

All we need to do is
Flying on our clouds
Of love and hope
Wisdom and belief
And find
Without searching
------------------------
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 23, 2009, 06:11:46
Collapse and
Crash.
I feel like
A butterfly
With bright-colored wings
Made to scare flints

Cry
No one sees when I cry
No one knows me the way I am
Many claim
They do
No one ever did...

Speed
I gather up speed
These snowlfakes of poplars
Trying to stop me
Why?..

I scarcely have time
I'm tired
Oh, is it, is it a crime
To love
And trust?

Thrust,
Thrust the knife of my fear
Into the top wheel of this gear
I drive into nothingness
I drive into you

Cruelty
So you call it
Cruelty
So you call it

I am nothing but a pang of pain
I am nothing but a needle of pain
I am nothing but an orange of pain
I am nothing but the whole planet of pain
I am nothing, I am a full universe of pain

I am the child whose trust was killed
Whose first kiss went to the earth
I am the child whose heart was blissed
And torn out
By a hairy hand of reality, when I lived in a make-believe
So many years ago
And found no peace
No trust
Since that day
The day I can't explain
The day I can't explain
The day I needed you the most
All those who claim they give me love
And tell that my laughter is cruel.

***

You don't know
And no one would know
Slam the door in your heart
I take my leave

You won't know
What no one will know
Search the clue - I've lied
Guess - where

And how

You don't know
And no one will know
I don't trust, but you could
Change it
But you could
Save me
Now even you can't...

Grant
Me my peace and solitude
Step out into the darkness again
Pain of me means nothing valuable
Slam the door in your heart
I take my leave
So now
You may breathe...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on June 23, 2009, 06:52:46
Summary of what has happened
I see my past life
And my future
I see what I’ve done wrong
Yet
I see what I’ve done right

Forgiving you
Forgiving me
I have not meant
A word I said
Forgiving you
Forgiving me
I have not lied
A single feeling

The sun shines bright
I meet the eyes
longed for day and night
I meet that smile
Of long-gone-lost times
Of a long – gone – lost feeling

The birds are twittering
I cannot forget can I?
I cannot forget
The things we shared
I feel, I sense, I know
For once I know

The clouds sail passed
The horizon extends
More than my eyes can see
I see
I hear more waves
Than my ears can encounter
I feel more love
Than my heart can carry

Yet for once I know
I know
My love for you
I cannot forget can I?
I cannot forget
That I love you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Sirin on June 24, 2009, 12:32:15
Now

I deduced much out of few
Stand up from the iron pew
I got you.

I don't care since you never did
Just believe me I took in that split
Your behaviour had nothing to do with it.

I'm not angry, but disappointed and laughing
At your shallow smiling and layers of hiding
You are cowardly walking your life.

Guess - how much I despise you.

Guess - how much I will laugh at you.

Guess - how much do I hate you now.

Never knew, you were able to fall so low
Never knew, you were a coward.
An ebony pillar of you
Falls forward.

In my world there's no shrine for you
In my life there'll  be no time for you
In my music there won't be a tune for you
In my words there'll be only one sentence for you
Eternal fearing loneliness.

Guess - how much I despise you now.

Edit: Corrected something
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on June 29, 2009, 13:44:29
My deutsch is poor but it's poem when I was hear Der Ketzer a first time.

NOT TITLE
Wein!
Mir ist kalt!
Wein!
Zu Ende meine Tagen!
Zu Ende!
Stein wird Gold!
Wein!
Im Weltschmerzen!
Deine Tranen!
Und meine Sehnsucht!
Dein Leid!
Und meine Hass!
Wein!
Zu Ende!
Wein!
Mir ist kalt!
In dein Name!
Wein!
Ohne Sunde!
Selbstgerecht!
Gnadenvoll!
Unfehlbar!
Wein!
In dein Name!
Wein!

Amen.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 03, 2009, 12:46:55
Look!
towards nothingness Universe!
until imagination become illusion!
Look!
at the fight children
and smell of prison!
Look!
As long as worms eat your eyes!
Look!
in spite of destruction!
Look!
as somebody wait for you!
across to this you not hear memories!
Look!
because only you know everthing can be replace!

Look!
and be always to help me.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 03, 2009, 14:58:56
In memories of a true Angel:

The Sun is shining
I see your bright smile
All over the place
“you are not alone“
“heal the world“
It is not yet too late

I hear your voice
Telling all of us
To hold on
And
Find strength
In love to live

Be honest to yourself
Love him as you did
But
Hate him as you did
Forgive him
For whatever pain he causes
For whatever grief he appeals to
For this is not the end
We will meet again
For this is not the end
We will love
Forever

People scream his name
All over the world
There are tears of pain
As well as joy
He finally became
Let us call it
A smile through tears
Dance, sing and enjoy
This is not the end
For we will live
Forever

The Sun is shining
I see your bright smile
All over the place
In memories of a great soul
Who taught me
There is a love
Which cannot die

Sense and sense it good
He is in all of us now
Sense and sense it good
He’ll never leave
People in vain
for
He cared too much
He cares too much
For this one big family
in life

Another step,
another place
Where he can be a King
A king of love
And a king of hope
Find strength
In love to live

Words written
not even able
To describe this
Indescribable grief
But words written
In lovely memories
Of a Michael
Who will be remembered
As a true angel.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 03, 2009, 16:18:24
Beautyful Longwaytogo!I like it!Michael!We love you! ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 03, 2009, 16:37:10
thanks Godgott... I needed to write it out somehow  :) ... I'm amazed by the impact this loss had on my very own life ... mysteries belong to existing I suppose  :)


Meet the heavens

Sometimes we wipe
Not even knowing why
But sensing
It is deep grief
Which hit our heart

Sometimes we smile
By the mere thought
Of sharing something
Good, bravery it is sharing
This never-ending-love

In all what we do
We try to do
Something good
In all what we do
We try to make
Someone happy

Sensing is not for all
Knowing for even less
Feeling is a little piece
Of the mystery
Which life is

The cure to heal
Who must be healed
The cure to see
Even without seeing
Far away angels and demons
Fighting the battle
For our mankind

Let’s give some help
Let’s put aside
The enquiries
Of bitter science
Let’s put aside
This bath of logic
In which more than one
Soul
Yet
Has drowned!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 03, 2009, 16:53:57
I tottaly agree with you! ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 06, 2009, 13:17:27
ESCAPE

Run!in the backmost abyss hearts,
until eyes acquire dead colours,
as far as blood!
In the brightness endless night
run!
to hear you!
because if you silent in crowd you die!
Winner!
Hero!
Master!
Run!
because you go away against yourself
and you live not of your own free will!
Run!
Ancient!
As long as legs can't change in stone!
and even when you have cut foots!
Run!
able lost everything for what you wait for long time,
when the thought of death catch you
you mortgage timbers door!
Run!
if you not want to show you are who love too much,
if you not want to become who hate yourself!
Run!
while sand is full of sins bury innocents.
Run!

at the end of the world
look
there from where you ran!

There is out of nothing...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on July 06, 2009, 16:18:38
how about visual poetry?  :P
[i've been thinking a lot about publishing this one here, because it's very personal and means a lot to me  :oops:  might be silly, but it comes straight from my heart :) don't laugh :P]

http://www.shrani.si/?3E/8t/28HRac41/dsc0105.jpg



 :oops:

he'll get this in Vienna... will he like it? *please*
[yes Kitty, i know you said he will, but i can't help myself ^^]
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 06, 2009, 17:46:00
wow...interesting...nice...and supper ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: stephanie on July 06, 2009, 18:26:39
(Spanish):D
En el paraiso de tus ojos
me pierdo porque estoy perdida
en la paz de tus labios
me encuentro porque estoy con vos
en el universo de tu alma
vivo con mil sentidos
en ti, vivo amandote.

Si cruzas mis sentimientos
y anulas mis ahnelos
si havitas mis en mis sueños y
resides en mis deseos
vos sabeis q te amo

sabiendo q eres feliz
sabre q eres todo para mi
TE AMO


English :lol:

In the paradise of your eyes
im lonely because Im lost
in your lips' peace
I found my self because Im with you
In the universe of your soul
I live with tousands of feelings
In you,I live loving you

If you cross my anhelos (sorry I forgot how to say it iin English)
If you are in my dreams and
If you are in my goals

Seen that you're happy
I will see that you are everything for me!...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Einsamkeit on July 06, 2009, 18:39:02
Shadows-In-Twilight: I'm sure he'll love it! I did at least! :) Very nice work!

Kitty: Some times you just pin point things in such a nice precise manner! :) Loved your work once again!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: A Elena on July 06, 2009, 19:50:45
To Shadows : I love your work! There is such a wonderful, natural explosion of emotions! He will definitely like it!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 06, 2009, 21:20:22
Quote from: "Einsamkeit"
Shadows-In-Twilight: I'm sure he'll love it! I did at least! :) Very nice work!

Kitty: Some times you just pin point things in such a nice precise manner! :) Loved your work once again!


thanks honey... glad you liked it  :) I wrote a melody for the later by the way Meet the heavens, which I dedicated to Michael...  I'll send it to you  ;) I'd like your honest meaning on it  - I myself was astuned by my voice in this one, for some reason it has stransported complete new feelings - at least new to me feelings...

@Shadows: yeah cause I sensed you wrote it from your heart so if he doesn't like it - there really is something wrong with him  :P  :lol: opinions differ of course but I wonder if he could dislike gratitude from his very own fans ;)
I liked the editing with the picture by the way wasn't there yet when I read the text  :)

Kisses from a rather sad me
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on July 06, 2009, 21:32:40
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
@Shadows: yeah cause I sensed you wrote it from your heart so if he doesn't like it - there really is something wrong with him  :P  :lol: opinions differ of course but I wonder if he could dislike gratitude from his very own fans ;)
I liked the editing with the picture by the way wasn't there yet when I read the text  :)

Kisses from a rather sad me


thanks to all of you :)

ow, the picture...  :D  that's the very same girl who was my model for our tribute :)

why sad? *big hug*



off topic again  :roll:  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Einsamkeit on July 06, 2009, 22:19:31
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"


thanks honey... glad you liked it  :) I wrote a melody for the later by the way Meet the heavens, which I dedicated to Michael...  I'll send it to you  ;) I'd like your honest meaning on it  - I myself was astuned by my voice in this one, for some reason it has stransported complete new feelings - at least new to me feelings...

@Shadows: yeah cause I sensed you wrote it from your heart so if he doesn't like it - there really is something wrong with him  :P  :lol: opinions differ of course but I wonder if he could dislike gratitude from his very own fans ;)
I liked the editing with the picture by the way wasn't there yet when I read the text  :)

Kisses from a rather sad me


I already mailed you back but it can't be said it enough! :) Your music is fantastic and so is this song. I really like it! And yeah I noticed your voice sounded different from the other songs you've sent me, but very beautiful and harmonic in a way...and relaxed. Definitely a lot of feeling in it :)

And yeah why sad sweety? :(

Shadows-In-Twilight: The image definitely gives the poem an extra touch, very nice detail and such a great shot too :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 07, 2009, 06:55:51
sad because I feel like part of me has been pulled away, broken off or something as if you've only got one arm left, one side of your body, one side of your heart and that hurts. But anyway better not think of it too much, there are people having it worse at the moment  ;)
Glad you liked the song, it wasn't really relaxed  :? it was after I cried very hard, and you hear it, I sound a little bit tired with the world in my opinion ... found some new chords at least  :lol: that's great though!

If the sun shines
I feel allright
if I get on my bike
drive away
I feel allright
cause there are you

If I look over
meadows with its horses
I feel allright
greeting you
telling you how much
but truly much
I love you

Never thought
this would end this way
Never thought
my hearth carried
so many mysteries
so many secrets

If I look upon my life
I see nothing
nothing but a bunch of things
I did
and do
maybe will do
I might drop dead
but now I know
I will truly live
forever
I will truly love
forever
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 07, 2009, 15:04:26
NOFAMOUS

Small angel threw me for ground
and the end.
arms,legs were scatter and head
stopped highway
-only just a moment.
surgeon,as a grandmother in rock arm-chair,
try embroider me
-not so last portrait had look like.

sparkle of flash unit,voices are multiply
-and I am-
a star of night informations.

and small angel
still before blocking
sat down.
observed.

and he smiled as a satan let go eye

-yellow eye
more or less innocent child.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 09, 2009, 15:14:11
CLOWN

I am a clown
and I cry when I laught.
And when I look at the children
I know that everything is before me.
And weather everyday depend on me.

I am a clown
and I love when I hate.
And when I feel angry
I stop her in the colours of rainbow.
In my hands I have what I desire.

I am a clown
and my heart die.
Even when my mouth still say.

I fell down.
At the sunset.
Nobody budged.
And all started applauded.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 12, 2009, 16:25:09
Could you give me
Answers
I’ve been looking for
Since history
Could you reveal
The mystery
I’ve been covered by
For what seems eternity

Could you give me
Strength
To hold on to my
Beliefs
Or what’s left of them
The misery
They’ve been gone through

Could you look me
In the eyes
And tell me
It’s true
What’s true
That inner voice
Hasn’t lied all along

Red, green, yellow,
flowers in their full glory
for once it’s not
raining
for once it’s just
lovable
but why
why did this have to happen
before you opened my eyes?
Why did this have to happen
Before
I was aware of us and you
And all around

Could you just look
Into my eyes
And tell me
It’s right this feeling
It’s right
Whatever
That inner voice
Creates.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 14, 2009, 15:02:53
Longwaytogo beauty words!I like your poems!

ALONE SON
Empty.Pale.Cold.
It was days of your childhood.
You said you hadn't chance
-because home is not to change.
Therefore you wanted found at the end
-because show sketchs of future,give back this
what you remember.
And there was a new begin.
there destruction ate time.
When you were ripe you try poison apples
and rushed in the madness whirler.
Later nights which drive in the memory arrivaled,
hours carless wasted years.
Therefore you wanted found at the end
-because decline this what took root in head.
And you had longed for senescence
which is full of wrinkles on face.
You had grey hair and faded eyes.
But you were irritate clumsy fingers,
achy foots.
You hated mirrors and hospitals,
white and transparent.
And you were more and more old,
more and more lean,
more inhuman.
Therefore you wanted found at the end
-because days of childhood and ripe hours returned.

Empty.Pale.Cold.
It was minutes of your dying.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 14, 2009, 19:11:12
thank you ^^ ... yours are meaningful too  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 17, 2009, 11:36:53
Growing
Finding things
You’ve met before
Yet
You don’t know where
You don’t know when

Growing
In thoughts and hopes
Dreams which are captured
In moments of truths
Long have I longed
Long have I died

All at once
Once and for all
I’ve seen your face
And knew
Still know
What I saw

The standing beating
Of my heart
Telling me which path
To take
Which ways
To go

The vast rhythm
Of my breath
Which takes me
To my roots
Of belief
And believe – in

The twittering
Of my teeth
Whenever I’m cold
Whenever I’m warm

Sounds which tell me
Close
And far
All is just
The way it is.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 17, 2009, 11:46:59
Silent belief
For what you give me
Is real
Somewhat I feel
Weird in my head
Weird in my heart

Crying tears
Not done
Since a long time
So honest
So sincere
Just out of nothing
I think of you
Just out of nothing

Feeling a breeze
Silent water
Silent sky
I’ve counted the stars
Last night
Before the storm arrived

A warm sun
Through rain drops
Rain drops which fall
At the rhythm of my tears
Rain drops which comfort
My bleeding heart
Yet again
Yet again

Grief and sorrows
Faded out by
The light you shine
Upon us all
Through mystic days
Of mysteries
You know
We love you all
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 18, 2009, 23:38:03
Sadly walking away
I have no faith
In anything I do
Anything I say

Sadly getting apart
I don’t want to give in
Not just yet
I don’t want to lose
What I know
For what I don’t know
If this
Wasn’t real

Truth hurts
And the more the mirror
Comes back on me
The more I realise
I love you
Still

Sadly getting away
From memories
And past
To get a future
In my heart
Thinking of you
I close my eyes
In full glory
I’ll see you
If not now
Than perhaps
Tomorrow…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on July 19, 2009, 01:20:00
I like writing, too - this is a very great possibility to let out all emotions and thoughts, also depressive thoughts. I will take you part in my feelings. Some are very old, some are new, mostly German - maybe anytime I will translate. :oops:


Untitled

Von der Angst erdrückt
Wegen Tränen ertrunken
Vom Hass ausgewürgt
Durch den Schmerz betrunken
Von Sorgen nur ausgelacht
Vom Kummer verfolgt
Zusammen mit der Liebe in der Nacht
Das hat das Schicksal so gewollt

Von Menschen verlassen
Wandert mein Körper umher
Mich meine Gefühle hassen
Innerlich schon alles leer
Die Seele endlich frei
Ich bin gefangen in meiner Welt
Die Seele soll doch bei mir sein
Doch gibt es nichts, was sie aufhält
Einfach zu verschwinden
Mich alleine zu lassen
An einer Welt gebunden
In der mich meine Gefühle noch hassen



Segen

Verblödet vor Neid,
Dumm vor Gier?
All jenes Leid?
Nein, es ist nicht von mir!

Die Wahrheit ausgesaugt,
Kein Kummer in deinem Herz.
Hast du dich jemals getraut?
Empfandest du jemals Schmerz?
Nein, du bist eine Mauer -
Geschmückt mit Prunk und Gold.
Du niemals jene Trauer
Hast hereinlassen gewollt.

Verblödet vor Neid,
Dumm vor Gier?
All jenes Leid?
Nein, es ist nicht von mir!

Singest du von Sonne und Freudenschein,
Jeden Tag, als ob's dein letzter sein.
Was bringt's all jener Schmerz,
Wenn's doch besser geht ohne Herz?
Ja, einfach nicht hinschauen,
Hören kannst du nicht mehr -
Körper zerstümmelt, Seele leer!
Deine Mauer noch höher bauen.

Verblödet vor Neid,
Dumm vor Gier?
All jenes Leid?
Nein, es ist nicht von mir!

Und all jene von Größe
ausgestorben und zerfressen!
Niemand sah jene Nöte,
Jeder von Macht besessen!
Ausgerottet und gestorben.
Würden jene jemals verdorben?
Und allein diese Welt?
Ohne Tod, Hass und Geld?

Ja, sie waren verblödet vor Neid
und dumm vor Gier!
All jenes Leid
Ja, es war immer von mir!



Dark Light

Dunkles Licht dich umgibt
Um deinen schwarzen Hang
Dich die Dunkelheit liebt
Und du doch vor Angst verzerrst
Zu lange auf Erden du glaubst
Und immer noch keine Zeit um zu fühlen
Was für Schmerzen du aufsaugst
Du hast schon längst vergessen
Was du bist, was du warst
Deine Seele ist längst zerbrochen
Als du die Liebe sahst
Doch in Tränen du ertrankst
Es gab Hoffnung, wolltest nicht sterben
Doch auch das Leben vergnügte keinen Sinn
Jemand anders wolltest du werden
Den man liebt und verehrt
Nun gehst du durch die Nacht
Und wartest bis die Liebe kommt
Nein, du bist nicht mit Gier verhasst
Und zum lieben bist du bestimmt
Und zum lieben bist du bekannt
Verführerische Spielchen, zerbrochene Herzen
Warst du, im ganzen Land
Saugst Leid im dunklen Licht
Sterben kannst du jedoch nicht



Zerfressen

Innerlich kaputt
Innerlich zerbrochen
Alles reingefressen
Voller Angst
Voller Hass
Wen kümmert's schon?
Nur noch verschlagen
Und doch nichts gespürt
Keine Träne
Keine Freude
Alles nur Ironie?
Was ist das?
Keine Gefühle
Und doch zu viele
Mein Herz ist kalt
Meine Seele tot
Mein Geist schon längt verschwunden
ist niemand hier?
Wo ist mein Ich??
Kein Mensch?
Kein Glück?
Keine Liebe?
Keine Hoffnungen?
Alles weg
Doch wohin nur?
Ich möchte es doch wieder finden!
Doch meine Augen sind blind
Den Weg find' ich nicht mehr
Gibt es denn noch einen Weg?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Natalia_79 on July 19, 2009, 02:45:05
---nachrträglich editiert, sehe gerad, dass ich auf englisch hier hätte schreiben müssen, hatte aber keine lust das zu übersetzen, drum...-----

nächtliche grüße
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 19, 2009, 13:19:09
Tears running down
Not knowing why
Lonely place
Hole in my heart
I’m sad
For what they say
Sad for what they said

I feel the pain
You felt
The harm they did
To you
The sorrow
You lived through
Day and night

Nightmares it are
The images you show
Me
My heart
Bleeding for not knowing
Why
Or when
Not knowing you ever existed
Long before I did
Long before I die
You’re gone
A lifetime
With nothing left
But your voice
Whispering
„hold on, just a little longer“
„just a little while“
„just one Step“
Don’t cry
Don’t cry
You break my heart
When you cry

I love you
Love you still
I care
Care for you still
I do feel
And feel forever
Wherever you are
I am
Wherever I am
You are.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 19, 2009, 13:28:04
Memories
And what if
What if I don’t know
The way
What if I get lost
In this wood of emotions
This sky full of stars
And not one that shines
All dried up
All gone lost
I lost and lose
I love and loved

The twinkle
The twinkle calls me
Not to give up on it
Calls me
Not to let go just yet
I want to die
I want to go
Follow you to the light
Follow you in the night

Our spirits
Got used to this drugs
Got immune to emotions
Don’t listen
Listen good
We got lost in this world
Covered by a suit
Hardened through time
Robots became human
As humans became robots

Highly tasting
Highly feeling
I was only a kid
I am only a woman
Seeking a way
To hold on to life
Seeking a way
To find love in life

I cry dry tears
When I look into your eyes
My soul is dying
My soul is crying
Was were is
Ignored for so long
Something changed
Something remained
My soul is dying
My soul is crying
And
this faith
Is the only on
I got.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 19, 2009, 13:35:33
Blowing up
I feel like I explode
Implode
I feel like I ran down
Ran up
Watching with my inner eye
Hearing to my inner voice

Intuition leads the way
To where you can’t get
Dead end
Dead end street
I want to run
Run fast
I want to hide
So you won’t find
So live goes on
And I won’t die
So you won’t care
And I can lead the way

Blowing up
My veins scream loud
My heart beats fast
Explosion of my eyes
My tears come out
Without me knowing
My breath stokes
When I only think
You might gain
You might find me
In vain

Leaders are born to die
Soon
Sooner
Even sooner
I have lead the way
And die
I have made this smile
And say
I cared
Though cared enough?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on July 19, 2009, 16:32:01
Quote from: "Natalia_79"
mein letztes gedicht habe ich am 11.april 1994 geschrieben,
nachts um 1.00uhr....es hieß `zu spät`.
am nächsten morgen  erfuhr ich, dass mein großvater gestorben ist.
um 1.00 uhr.
ganz genau 50 jahre nach seinem absturz, am 11.april 1944.
er war pilot im 2. weltkrieg.die absturzliste hab ich danach im internet gefunden.
3 tage bevor er starb, sagte er, egal was passieren würde,
er würde immer bei mir sein. .....

(nachrträglich editiert, sehe gerad, dass ich auf englisch hier hätte schreiben müssen..)

nächtliche grüße


Das ist echt traurig mit deinem Großvater, tut mir leid! :(

Hab den Eintrag gestern noch gelesen, deshalb danke! ;)  (Ich denke einfach mal, du weißt was ich meine^^)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Natalia_79 on July 19, 2009, 16:35:40
ja........., weiß was Du meinst.
 :lol:
ups, ich hab das nicht geschrieben, weil ich nach all den jahren noch darunter leiden würde. Ist ja schon eine halbe Ewigkeit her...
wollte nur sagen, warum ich keine mehr schreibe. War  ne recht komische geschichte... ;) vielleicht kram ich auch irgendwann mal ein-zwei alte gedichte raus und poste sie hier... im alter von 12-13 entstanden, durch tilo inspiriert....  :)  lg.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on July 19, 2009, 16:40:48
Achso ok ^^

Ja, ich würde das gerne mal lesen! Im Allgemeinem finde ich sowas sowieso richtig interessant! :)

I like to read emotional poetry from others. :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Natalia_79 on July 19, 2009, 16:45:25
spanner...... :lol:  ;)  dito...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on July 19, 2009, 16:46:48
Na wenn du das so siehst... JA  :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ard Seethorn on July 19, 2009, 20:42:49
Viel Spaß!




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Part 1:

Auf dem Weg zum Monster

Der Tag erliegt dem Abendrot
Wir gehen um uns zu treffen
Zu jenen die uns baten
Sie von einem Monster zu erretten

Was wird uns erwarten
Am Ende des Weges
Tier, Dämon oder Drache
Der Tod ist des Menschen Rache

So beschreiten wir den Weg
Bereit für jeglichen Kampf
Zum Wohle des Menschen
Wird uns jeglicher Sieg gelingen

So führt unser Weg
Zur Herberge zum Schicksal
Dort werden sie uns erwarten
Und uns das Monster verheißen

Die Sonne scheint uns rot
Durch die Bäume des Waldes
Auf unsere Stählerne Schultern
Und zeigt uns den Weg

Wo die Wege sich kreuzen
Die Herberge zum Schicksal
Nun vor uns erscheint
Gleich offenbart sich alles

Wir treten in das Haus
Es ist voller Krieger
Ein Mann tritt hervor
Mit roten Augen und Silbernem Haar

Gruppen sollen sich bilden
Denn es gäbe zwei Orte
an denen man es erwarte
so trennen wir uns voneinander

Ein Ort eine große Lichtung
Scheint im letzten Licht rot
Man nenne ihn Abendlung
Er lebe vom Tod

Der andere eine Ruine
Einst ein Gotteshaus
Über Jahre zerfallen
Ein Relikt aus vergangenen Zeiten







R.:
Wir beschreiten die Wege
Wie man uns gehießen
Das Monster wird sterben
Durch unsere Hand
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 20, 2009, 09:39:40
knife on the table
and I am-
as a cry bird
after your last words
-I attempt devide conscience...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 20, 2009, 09:47:31
LEICHENHALLE

I am lie
at the table.
no lipstick.

foots dance
in the bistoury rythms,
in the rythms of deaf creator.

I wag finger
look at ceiling,
respire
by dreams.

in forehead sweat
by all day
he creates
corpse ideals.

He gave back me.
In the coffin hands.
Not all too lovely.
In black dress.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on July 20, 2009, 09:57:30
AVENUE

when you walk this hills,
this,you remember,
you arrive at there
where you never dared think.

when you pass home,
this,which was your home,
you see this
what in home you can't see.

Look-this avenue you not change world.

when you fall silent to these
who were prop and shelter for you,
when you reverse sight from these
who afraid you and you'll afraid for ever
you comprehend
that better is real foe than false friend.

Look-this avenue you not change world.

when you hear this,
what blind ears not want to hear,
when you cut rope
from neck
-evil not disappear

but look-this what is before you yet
is too near that you want to turn back

and you know that
nobody wait for your return.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 21, 2009, 21:32:50
Silent night,
it has been a long way
to find out
and die

to find out
there’s nothing
to find
nothing
to capture
but silence
in the night

I’ve dreamt so often
I’ve feared so much
All at once
Horizons I can see
And steal their beautiness
To feel good
To feel bad

I’ve complained
And drained
I’ve gone mad
And cried
Even tonight
In this silence
Full Stop
Silence
I can’t grasp
Its purity
I can’t grasp
Your honesty
I can’t grasp
What’s deep down
Deep deep
Down
In my heart

Listen to that voice
To find
What you seek for
See the images
And follow the way
They show
But fear
Don’t but
But tears
Don’t but
Just dry your tears
To conquer your fears
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 22, 2009, 21:22:48
Sometimes I feel
Alone
Sad, I think of
All the time we had
We spoiled
On useless words
In our never-ending-ending world

I think of you
And tears keep running
I felt so cold
Without
I felt so empty
Without your love

Sometimes I feel
Loved
Smiling, walking by the
Water
Thinking of all
The things we shared
The things we cared off
Wondering
What would it bring
How would it be to just
Let go

I think of you
And tears come running
It feels so cruel
Your leaving
It is so scary
To stand alone

Sometimes I run away
From the things
That scare me
The things that
Come to close
Might show me things
I cannot see
Might show me things
I’ve been looking for
To hold on to
To keep track on
I love you
And loved you deep
I think of you
And tears keep running
For cruelty
Which killed my pride
For cruelty
Which killed
My love.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 29, 2009, 07:38:10
Can life be so dark
That you can’t go on
You won’t go on

Lost
Every sense of happiness
You killed my pleasure
You killed my everything

Lost
Every reason to stay alive
Every reason to
Go on with this
Not even the time
To sense myself

Can life look this black
That you feel like a sheep
Caught by the wolf
Struggling
To be set free
To walk the line
And find back your guardian
on this by time replaced earth

Walking, running,
fast as lightning
I try to catch a glimpse of you
In every dream
In every wish
Though this won’t last forever
Soon
My light will be faded
My fire will be out

Can’t sense love
Can’t sense tears
I’m empty
I’m empty
empty and I bleed
to death.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on July 29, 2009, 12:11:17
Abschiedsbrief

Werde ich einen tatsächlich schreiben?
Oder werde ich weiterhin leiden?
Noch weiß ich das nicht
Doch der Gedanke ist nah
Für mich gibt es kein Licht
Denn ich sah -
Wie es verschwand
Wie meine Hoffnung verbrannt'

Und der Sinn des Lebens
Fand ich ihn nicht in der Zukunft
Warum sollte ich hier verweilen
Ohne Liebe, Verstand, Vernunft
Müsste ich mir meinen Schmerz heraus schreien
Nein, der einfachste Weg ist das nicht
Was soll ich tun? - Ich seh' wie mein Leben zerbricht!

Alles was ich mir je vorgestellt
Mein Wunsch, mein Traum - alles verfällt
Es bricht in sich zusammen
Vielleicht würd' ich ja glücklich werden
Doch kann ich's nur erahnen
Dass mein Glück schon längst nicht auf Erden
Es scheint woanders zu sein
Denn die Hoffnungen sind zu klein

Einen Abschiedsbrief schreiben ist schwer
Vorallem bringt es Schuldgefühle her
Und will ich dich doch nicht unglücklich machen
Deine Schuld ist es nicht
Du wirst dich dies trotzdem fragen
Doch am besten weiß ich -
Warum ich das getan habe
Es ist einfach meine Lebenslage!

In mir und um mich herum, in meiner Welt
Ist es chaotisch - nicht mehr so wie es mir gefällt
Ich komme einfach nicht mit mir selbst klar
Auch wenn ich noch so fröhlich schien
Das vielleicht einmal Wirklichkeit war
Doch wollt ich immer wo anders hinfliehen
Ich kann nicht genau sagen wieso
Doch der Gedanke an den Tod macht mich froh
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on July 30, 2009, 21:19:54
Tiredness
Of not knowing
Why or what
Tired of hearing
Complaints
About my utterances
Why do I always have to smile?

Tired of being immortal
Of being someone
Not being someone
Getting the impression
I’m lazy and sick
Sick in my head
For complaining so much

Why do I always have to smile?
Being positive is sometimes
Hard
I try
even
When I’m down
But none reaches hands
Whenever I need them
I’m just lost
In a world of demanding smiles
Demanding my comfort

Feeling like dying
Cause I can’t be myself
Real self
If I’m sad
They’re mad
If I’m angry
They’re furious
I can’t be myself
At least
Not my real self

Why does it always needs to be
Tired of being me
The way I am
Tired of being
Little miss smile positive
Even happy people
Feel blue some days
Even sunny people
Can’t hide their tears
No matter how hard they try

Why do I always have to smile?
And does the world fades
Whenever I don’t
Why do I always have to be happy?
When life
Comes with ups and downs
For
Every single
One
Of us.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Natalia_79 on July 31, 2009, 01:37:59
Manchmal hab ich Angst vorm Leben,
davor, vor die Tür zu gehen.
Suche ständig nach Sicherheit.
nach irgendwas das bei mir und mein eigen bleibt.

Die Welt dreht sich mir viel zu schnell,
ihre Farben sind mir oft zu grell,
wo sind die leisen Töne hin?
Des Weisheits Lohn, was macht hier Sinn?

Tick, tack, tick-   die Zeit verweilt.
Sie bleibt nachts in meinen Träumen
stehen.

Manchmal hab ich Angst vorm Leben,
davor, vor die Tür zu gehen,
zu sehen, wie sie alle kommen,
um  wieder zu gehen.

Verkehrt die Welt in der man lebt,
wenn man sie nicht zu fühlen weiss,
sadistisch der Streß, der sich tarnend vermehrt,
wenn immerwährend nur die Sorge in einem verweilt.

Manchmal hab ich Angst vorm Leben
zuzugeben und zu verstehen,
der Sinn ist nur,
einfach immer weiter zu gehen.

neu zu nehmen,
neu zu geben,
neu zu lachen,
neu zu schaffen,
neu zu weinen,
ja, wie ein Samen,  neu zu keimen..

Tick, tack, tick-   die Zeit verweilt.
Sie bleibt trotzdem nachts in meinen Träumen
stehen.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 01, 2009, 14:39:08
Forgetting any notion
It was so nice
The wind in my hairs
Nothing to think of
But future life
And future being

Clouds who took me away
Away high up
To the dark sky
With a bright moon
Inbetween stars
Crying their lights
As if this
Were there last

Forgetting any notion
Of who i was
And who I am
I try to find a way
To reach
And gain
To reach
And blaim

The tree wisphering the words
I would fight for
To hear and fear
To dry my tears in vain
Yet never in vain again
I love
And am loved
I feel that I feared
Too much perhaps
Just too much

Forgetting any notion
Of who you are
I know you were
I try to find my way
To you
From you
To reach
And gain
To reach you
Yet
Not in vain

The wind lays down
This is it
Care, love, fear,
but this is it
a sun comes through
warms my freezing heart
and dies
to come again
once again
in my dreams
fade out
fade in
I live to love
And love
To live
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 01, 2009, 15:08:50
My God!
I will adore you!
I will hate!
Your sight
God!
Your breath which circumvolve the world!
Will my sin
and my freedom!
Will sightless
in the face of my mouth!
My God!
Shut the mirrors!
Swill air from vulgarity!
Cut tears from face!
I will adore you!
For all your days!
And hate!
For lost nights!
My God!
Your sight-
eyes are padded form stones!
Worrying!
Anguished!
Creator!
Lachrymose!
Your blood which raise us crosses!

My God!
Once more!
before you say goodbye!

In the longest night!
come!

and kill me...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 01, 2009, 21:04:07
Don’t be sad
Cause heaven and earth
Will move if you do so
Before we know it’s over
All over
Knew era
Knew feelings
Over and done
Past

Don’t be sad
For I’m always with you
Far
Close
Close and far
I’ll reach out my hand
For whatever hurt or sorrow
My soul devotion
In love and faith

Don’t be sad
For I love you
Always and forever
Your name
Tattooed in my heart
Enclosed forever
Your fears and sorrows
To conquer

Don’t  be sad
For I follow
No matter  what  way
No matter what dungeon
My prayers for your life
And safety
I’ll be there
Whenever you scream
I’ll be there
Whenever you cry
Remember
I’ll just kiss you twice
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 02, 2009, 10:55:49
awww, Kitty ^^ you know i like all of your poems, but the last one is superb ^^ me likes vely much ^^
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 02, 2009, 11:54:48
thanks  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 02, 2009, 17:24:09
I am your fan Longwaytogo.Your poems are really great and inspirations! ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 02, 2009, 17:34:47
Quote from: "godgott"
I am your fan Longwaytogo.Your poems are really great and inspirations! ;)


 :oops:  :oops:  thank you very much
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 02, 2009, 17:42:22
***
you saw
your hands
which were hobbled my blood,
eyes
which burnt tears.
You left us
on the grace the faces of stone...
and you went away,my Lord,
hid mouth.
You silent!
My Lord!
in view of my painting!
Look!
My Lord!
In my heart!
You hear!
Empty tick of prodigal...
I am,
Your Son,My Lord!
Alone!
Faced!

you saw
my neck and turqoise eyes...
You left!
My Lord!
tattres of memory!
You went away and called out death,
you showed measly hushabye
and doomed children!
Cower!
Last!

to date
you sit a full of razor blades
and alien voices...

Here,My Lord!
Here I am!

...mother...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 02, 2009, 17:49:55
how ugly alone you can feel even when you're surrounded by thousands of people ... just an idea I got whilst reading your poem Godgott... thanks for sharing this one - I liked it.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 02, 2009, 17:56:33
No Longwaytogo.Thanks for your poems-because how I told-are inspirations and amazing.I wait for your volume ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 03, 2009, 12:33:00
DEDICATION
leave friend by me,
still You have a many of them...
I have only this one
who fill up grey empty life.
In the measureless loneliness
he accompanies me for a long time.

let wait for me-
we'll come to You together,
it's not long,

but if You decide call him earlier,
if You say I must part company with him
although pain split my heart,

I give back,
if You promise you bring him to me
when I die...
and I thank You
for his exist...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 03, 2009, 12:37:16
When you run to the edge of the world,
amid testaments of mourning and laughters,
you seen what Fright pointed
-here is nothing.

When you run to the edge of the world
you heard what Shame shouted
-nobody die.

When you run to the edge of the world,
in the pale sun of death,
you found what Everybody hid

-who escape-not return.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 04, 2009, 16:21:49
Soft
Caresses
Whilst I’m vast asleep
I can see
Yet I can’t
I’m scared
For what might be
Too soon
Too late
Who’ll tell me
If it’s just my faith

A blue sky
In which I keep on losing
My thoughts
On you
Birds flying over
If they’d only know
And take me away
To this better place

I feel your lips
Touching mine
As if it always has been
Always will be
Us
Just us
Too late for expression
Too late for confession

I sense your dreams
Can’t answer
Not one of them
Can’t dream
Can’t find it in real
Forever lost?
Forever lost…

I take no hands
Not even yours
I trust no words
Not even ours
For I love you
And love blinds
For I care
And that’s all that
Really matters

Blue I feel blue
Tears run down
And I cannot hold them
Tears run down
And I can’t but let them
Cure my heart
Just one more time
Relief my soul
For I’ll be yours
Forever

I feel sad
Yet happy
I make fun
Yet I cry
A smile through tears
Happy tears
For I know,
Soon
There won’t be just this
Moon.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 05, 2009, 15:45:09
Is this love?
Or ignoration?
Is this knowing?
Or just lying to oneself?
Can I find a way out?
Or am I doomed
To be silent forever

Sometimes I explode
Of anger
Anger for not knowing
What I want
Where I live
What I am
Who I am

Sometimes I don’t know
If I love you
Or hate you
I don’t know
Whether I care
Or I’m insensitive
For whatever expression
You give me

Is this caring?
Is this normal?
What is normal?
Do I love you?
Do you love me?
Do you care enough
To love me?

Sometimes I don’t know
If life has its purpose
I don’t know
If I want to go on
But there’s one light
Keeping me here
Be sure I’m gone
When it fades…
Life
Is useless
At certain points.

Mixed emotions
I feel so much
Yet none of it
Makes any sense
None of it is really clear

Sometimes I’m lonely
Yet surrounded by caring people
Hearing voices
Hearing things
Yet I don’t understand
And I don’t want to know
What they meant
Lost in my own world
Which keeps hunting me down

Can’t you just leave me alone?
Can’t you just leave my life?
Can’t you just make me stop
Loving you?
Can’t you just be less important in my life?

I can’t go on
It is too much
Is this it?
Is this the very end?
The end of us?
The end of me?
Is this it?
Is this the end?
Of which they say
You’ve seen?

Thought I could handle
Handle this thing
I thought
Everything would
Remain the same
And my heart would find some
Peace
I thought that loving you
Would make the difference
Yet wouldn’t make the difference
Instead
My world collapsed
Blue is red
And red is blue
White is black
As black is white
Love is hate
And hate is love
I loved too much
And turned inside
We’re at the start
The start where it all
Ends.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 06, 2009, 16:50:04
You want to be first
even to the last matters.
You convince yourself
that alones love aloves.
Always you go there
where nobody looking for you.
You pass by time and experiences
and remember other's misfortune.
For smile
you throw out magical realism in the ground.
You play-act free bird
drawing inside for amen.

You want to be first
even to the worst thoughts.
You want to be first
in spite of always you'll be last

-and only alones are really together...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 06, 2009, 16:52:16
TO THE SATAN

you wait when I die
and fall to the long life way
-not for you I am create!

Still wait in vain,
still wait for this what is not acquire
-for you
and your paradise...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 06, 2009, 16:54:21
This day
sunset
was amazing
as a bloody orange,
bitter-sweet.

I saw sunset
last sight
-6...October...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 06, 2009, 18:06:46
You go

When you’re gone
I don’t wanna cry
And when you’re gone
I don’t wanna stay
And when you’re gone
I wanna love

Cause once you gave me trust
You held me
You believe in me
And once you share dreams
And give me real love

When you’re gone
I don’t wanna suffer
And when you’re gone
I don’t wanne be here
And when you’re gone
I wanna love again

Cause once you light up my life
And you were always with me
You were in my future
And give me real love

When you’re gone
I will be happy
And when you’re gone
I go on
And when you’re gone
I let you go

Cause once true love happened to us
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 06, 2009, 18:14:31
Suche

Ich will nicht alleine sein
Wo bist du?
Ich will bei dir sein
Doch kann ich dich nicht sehen
Die Dunkelheit mich umgibt
Und die Kraft in mir erlischt
Auf der Suche nach dir
Wo bist du?
Ich falle zu Boden
Rote Tränen sprengen meine Augen
Immer wieder alleine sein
Immer wieder alleine aufstehen
Wo bist du?
Und wenn ich meine Augen öffne
Sehe ich den Himmel weinen
Tränen löschen das Feuer
Wo bist du?
Ich suche nach dir
Ich suche nach Liebe
Wo bist du?
Und wenn ich aufstehe
Dann gehe ich weiter
Durch die dunkle Nacht
Auf der Suche nach dir
Auf der Suche nach Liebe
Ich will nicht alleine sein
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 08, 2009, 09:25:34
There so much
That went wrong
And so much
We could have done
No silent tears
No honeybees

There’s so much
I want to tell you
And so much
I want you to
Feel
No breaking hearts
No faked smiles

When earth explodes
And people die like
Fallen angels
I’ll still be here
To love you

I feel for you
And do not think
Of bitter times
Where you went right
And I went left
Love is what I share
And love is
What I feel

I feel for you
It’s all that matters
Whether hate or love
Affection or defects
I’m always with you
In my heart

When earth explodes
And people die like
Fallen angels
I’ll still be here
To love you

Silent tears
I beg you to return
Come back forever
Lets laugh and dance
Sing and spring
On a sunny rain day
Where all goes right
And we go left

Smile my sugar
I beg you to be happy
I feel your feelings
As you feel mine
I hear your heartbeat
As you hear mine
forever

When earth explodes
And people die like
Fallen angels
I’ll still be here
To love you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 08, 2009, 22:08:54
wann fühl ich mich losgelöst
von all den Schmerzen?
wann endet der Druck
der mein Herz zerschlägt?
wann hört es auf?
und dann kommen sie
die Flammen des Herzens
nichts kann sie löschen
sie brechen auf
immer und immer wieder
wann hört es auf?
wann fühl ich mich frei
um endlich zu fliegen?
ich ertrinke in den Flammen
und es ist kalt
und es ist heiß
wann hört es auf?
schon so lange lebendig
und doch fühl ich mich tot
ist es das, was mich am Leben hält?
sterbe ich, wenn es aufhört?
lebendig ertrunken?
in all den Flammen
da sehe ich mich
und es ist kalt
und es ist heiß
wann hört es auf?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 08, 2009, 22:16:33
I stood up
Of the deathbed
I’m alive
But I see the tunnel
At the end I see light
Is it hope?
Or is it the paradise?
I stood up, yes
But not my soul
Atrophied in the deathbed
Alone, lonely
And I go on
To the end of the tunnel
Alone, lonely
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 09, 2009, 13:29:03
Jenny-jen this is great!I like it! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 09, 2009, 16:02:07
Quote from: "godgott"
Jenny-jen this is great!I like it! :D

Thanks! ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 09, 2009, 16:26:21
NIGHT
you stood there
in the threshold of window
thumb-locked own tears.
In your hands this
who was one of all.
He knocked.
You turned face with scared eyes.
You screw up far palms
and your heart trembled.

Noise knocked to senses.
Amid your dress and coat was hidden
a treasure-as we all.
You exhilarated
left yourself smithereens fear.
I heard Requiem.

Not was door
and pray.
Not was your eyes
and blood.
Evertyhing behind shelter of music.

Not was door.
Only still knock.

Once more
he came to say goodbye.
For ever.

Look!
She stood here
where today is shadow.
Cower.
A full of believe.
She knew is he.
They all.

Not was door
and blood.
No shouts
and outraged tears.

You remember,Brothers,
this last common night?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 09, 2009, 17:14:50
She is crazy
She does everything she wants
She comes, she goes
She stays
And she drifts
Just a little breeze
Just a little flow
And you know what she is
Your soul is bouncing
Your soul is glad
Every bliss of the world
At this moment
Is only yours

And then the sorrow
Bitter frustrations
A hole, broken heart
A scream
That nobody understands
It bursts you in thousands of pieces
And all they burn
And every pain you feel

Nevermore sorrow
Nevermore suffering
Nevermore love
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 09, 2009, 18:24:15
Untitled – English translation: Untitled

Crushed of fear
Drowned of tears
Choked of hate
Drunken of pain
Laughed at sorrows
Tracked of affliction
Together with the love in the night
That wanted the destiny

Forsaken of people
My body is rambling
My feelings hating myself
Inner everything’s already dead
My soul is finally free
I’m trapped in my own world
But my soul has to be with me
But there’s nothing to hinder it
Of absconding
Leaving me alone
Bounded to a world
Where my feelings hating myself



Segen – English translation: Blessing

Stultify of jealousy,
Dumb of greed?
All yonder sorrow?
No, it is not due of me!

Truth sucks,
No affliction in your heart.
Have you ever dared?
Have you ever felt pain?
No, you are a wall –
Adorned with gaudiness and gold.
You never have let in
Yonder dolefulness.

Stultify of jealousy,
Dumb of greed?
All yonder sorrow?
No, it is not due of me!

Singing of sun and enjoyment,
Every day, as if it is your last.
Why all yonder pain,
If it goes better without heart?
Yes, simply not looking at it,
Hearing you can’t no more -
Body is dismembered, soul is empty!
Build your wall higher.

Stultify of jealousy,
Dumb of greed?
All yonder sorrow?
No, it is not due of me!

And everything with yonder grandeur
Is lost and eroded!
Nobody has seen yonder neediness,
Everyone was obsessed with mastery!
Exterminated and dead.
Would yonder ever ruined?
And alone this world?
Without death, hate and money?

Yes, they were stultify of jealousy
And dumb of greed!
All yonder sorrow
Yes, it was ever due of me!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 09, 2009, 19:14:20
Dark Light – English translation: Dark light

You are encircled by dark light
Around your black cloak
Be loved by the darkness
And you also deformed of fear
Too long on earth, you think
And no more time to feel
What pain you absorb
You already forgot long ago
Who you are, what you were
Your soul is broken long ago
When you’ve seen the love
But drown in tears
There is hope, you don’t wanna die
But the life pleases no meaning
You wanted be another one
Who is loved and adored
Now you’re going by night
And waiting of love
No, you’re not hated of greed
And you’re destined to love
And you’re known of love
Alluring games, broken hearts
Were you, everywhere
Sucking sorrow in the dark light
But dying you can’t



Zerfressen – English translation: eroded

Inner fucked
Inner broken
Everything eaten in
In full fear
In full hate
Who cares?
Just battered
But nothing felt
No tear
No joy
Is everything irony?
What is it?
No feelings
My heart is cold
My soul dead
My mind is already lost long ago
Is nobody here?
Where is my ego?
No human?
No luck?
No love?
No hopes?
Everything is away
But where?
But I wanna find it!
But my eyes are blind
I can’t find the way
Is there still a way?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 10, 2009, 09:01:10
Silent tears
As if earth exploded
Presence is not longer presence
Love no longer hate

Finally found a way
Found out what love is
But it hurts
Always hurts
To let go

There’s this place
in my heart
Empty
But full
Full with love and warmth
To share
With you

Feeling like dying
Silent tears
Can’t hold them
A breaking heart
But healed
Very quickly

Few words
Few feelings
But I know
I will
Always
Love you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 11, 2009, 14:09:16
She screamed.
Loud enough to pluck soul.
She screamed.
Inhumanly enough to burn mind.

She ran away.
But remains of life,the smithereens of old years,
hauled behind her.
She ran away.
And smoke betried her identity.

Unexpected ravens came flying.
Unexpected was rains.

She disappeared.
Too fast in inconceivable side.
She disappeared.
Too slowly go through by bricks.

                           KL.,14.06.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 11, 2009, 23:08:56
Need need need,
I feel like an urgent
Need
To come and go
Come and go
To feel you close
But hit you hard
Then
Far away

I feel like
Covered
In ice captured
By a great fire
Yet it won’t melt
And it won’t break
Close and far
Away
Yet here

Mostly I dream
And dream without
A memory
Mostly I fear
And fear without
One silent tear
I cannot hide
That I love you
I cannot deny
That I care

I feel like
hiding my face
Once more
Feel like
Back up
Run up
Run away and don’t
Don’t dare
To look back

Mostly I scream
Your name yet again
In vain
Mostly I hope
That my dreams won’t
Get ruined
This time
They won’t
Get ruined

I feel like
Nothing can go
Either way
Without we know it
Nothing can leave
Me
Nor you
Before we hit the wall
Together
This time.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 11, 2009, 23:21:03
Twilight
A silver moon
Stars backing up
When sun dims
Her lights

Reflecting thousands times
In a water so bright
Your eyes caress my soul
Each time
And each word
Warms my heart with
a passion not forlorn
not comparable

Where did I lose myself
In you
Where did I lost but found
Much more
When did I start to see
A light
Which can’t be dimmed
Only brightened up more

Twilight
Birds go sleeping
Cows start moving
Grass turns black
As do the daffodils
Waving their heads
Like a bunch of crazy mass

Wishes are not forlorn
Not for granted
Not forlorn
Wishes are hopes
To stay alive
Turn your back
And leave
Or stay
And give me your hand
At last.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 12, 2009, 09:11:23
like them both ^^
maybe it's just me, but i recognized someone in first one  :oops:  someone who is very often in our conversations  :P  right or wrong?  :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 12, 2009, 09:22:07
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
like them both ^^
maybe it's just me, but i recognized someone in first one  :oops:  someone who is very often in our conversations  :P  right or wrong?  :P


thanks  :) and to your curiosity - who knows  :P  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 12, 2009, 11:48:04
Why does it hurt so much?
Everytime I think of you
I feel you close
Sense your caress
And all I want is run
Run run run
Why does it hurt
So fucking much
To give in

The sun on my head
Tears in my eyes
And I just can’t find
This way to
Balanced peace inside
There’s a storm
And a massive solitude
Come back
I scream
Under a loud
Choppy sea

All I want is peace
All I want is
All I already have
Then why does it hurt
Whenever
We say goodbye?!

Not longer bad
No longer sad
Only love and warmth
To burn my soul
In silent screams
You killed me
One more time
Before this performance
Went to an end

Drop your wings
And fly
Leave this place
Stop ignoring
Look in the mirror and see
This hurts more
Than we can carry.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 13, 2009, 10:25:20
The moon attracted me
One more time
My soul was screaming
Tears running down
No way out
No way in
Realised some things

Whilst watching you
Through her
I know now close and far
We’re always together
Here or there
My soul
Will always love
yours

The stars winked at me
As you dried my tears
And said
Whatever way
I’m with you
Whatever choice
We’re one

Whilst hearing the softness
Of your voice
I know now sooner or later
I will feel this forever
I know now in my heart
Bounded
In eternity.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 13, 2009, 14:56:05
alles dreht sich
alles schwindet

warum diese bösen Worte?
warum diese bösen Taten?

mir wird ganz schwindelig
mir ist schlecht
all den Schmerz
möcht ich auskotzen

warum diese bösen Worte?
warum diese bösen Taten?

ich möchte, dass es endet
ich möchte, dass es vorbei ist
warum tust du mir weh?
warum?

mein verwundetes Herz
schreit nach Liebe
das gerinnte Blut strömt heraus
es schreit nach Liebe
und du hörst es nicht!

warum diese bösen Worte?
warum diese bösen Taten?
warum tust du mir weh?
warum?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 13, 2009, 15:17:17
Nice Jenny-Jen.Very nice ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on August 13, 2009, 15:31:24
Thanks godgott! ;)

Verlorene Liebe
du gibst mir Aufmerksamkeit
du gibst mir Motivation
du gibst mir Zusammengehörigkeit
du gibst mir Inspiration
und du gibst mir Zuversicht

aber wo bleibt die Liebe?

du gibst mir Wahrheit
du gibst mir Akzeptanz
du gibst mir Freiheit
du gibst mir Toleranz
und du gibst mir Träume

aber wo bleibt die Liebe?

du gibst mir Freundschaft
du gibst mir Harmonie
du gibst mir Leidenschaft
du gibst mir Energie
und du gibst mir Sehnsucht

aber wo bleibt die Liebe?

du gibst mir Erregung
du gibst mir Zärtlichkeit
du gibst mir Zuneigung
du gibst mir Freudigkeit
und du gibst mir Verlangen

aber wo bleibt die Liebe?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 13, 2009, 16:56:14
when silent dawn wakes me up
into another hopeless day
i can feel the weather reflecting my pain…

no-one to hug,
no-one to trust…
you will never know how it feels
when your teddy bear is the only one
who comforts you and dries your tears…

i want to fly away and never come back again
but you locked me up into fortress of hate
and left me drown in my fears and pain…
as raindrops vanish within their silent echoes
i fade within my fragile world…

no-one to care for,
no-one to hold…
you will never know how it feels
when your teddy bear is the only one
who comforts you and dries your tears…

why should i stay
if everybody's deaf for what i say?
there's only my saviour – he keeps me alive…
i wanted to reach him
but he was hiding far away from my eyes…
i only wanted him to show me the way
but he became my leader who is holding my hand…

i just want the world to let me be –
finally i found my peace…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 13, 2009, 16:59:15
:) lovely i really like your word choice  :) yeah somehow the first thing I noticed  :lol: ... and the meaning well I can guess right  ;)

Kisses
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 13, 2009, 17:00:15
you don't have to guess because you know [just guessing] :P thanks ^^ *hug* [damn, i want an icon for hug]
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 13, 2009, 17:05:49
don't guess I'm sure you know it too  :lol:  :lol: and indeed *hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 15, 2009, 15:00:11
Wake up
Dreams in reality
I get lost
And lose
Everytime I open
My eyes

My surrounding
My conscious
I like to be with you
Yet still I fear
Remained in silence

Blue sky with hopes
For tomorrow
Maybe next year
I’d like to be myself
Just once
Once more

Where I hide
And where I talk
Where I dream
And when I feel
The edges
The abyss
Don’t fall in

When I open my eyes
And meet yours
When I scream your name
And hear mine
That’s when I know
We really are
Real
When I hide myself
From you
And hold my breath
To hear your steps
Wherever they go
They Lead me the way
To me
my life
for real

Just one more time
A kiss goodbye
I turn away
But don’t walk away
A breeze telling me
Stay, stay close
Don’t you realise
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 15, 2009, 15:03:25
aww *hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 15, 2009, 15:10:45
Silent voices
In a void
An emptiness
Unknown
Whispers in secret

Forget what I said
Think of what I mean
The words I said
In vain

Thoughts run
In a dead end street
They can’t find the end
They can’t find the light

Forgetting or
Trying to make lost
What’s lost
Create a happiness in me

Forgetting or
Make love of what was hate
Create sun of what was once
A storm

The hurricane lays down
Again I feel a massive
Peace
Fall down
Lay down
Remain silent
For this is the moment
I’ve waited for

Dreaming awake
Daydreams secure in your arms
Dreaming of one
I cannot reach
One
I cannot feel
Where are you
Lost one
In massive storm
Of solitude.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 15, 2009, 15:17:20
I’ll kill my sorrows
Just now
I’ll kill them
Once and for all

I hate the world
To blame
I blame myself
For hating

I cannot help
But fear
I cannot help
But love

Please leave
But stay
Please hide
But show
I need you close
Yet far
I need you once
And no more
But I’ll love
surely
I’ll love you
Forever.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 16, 2009, 13:08:11
LAST CONNEXION
Your son is close in hands not for cherish,
in mouth not with mercy
and hearts full of greed.
You drown your anger in defenselessness
when next words are unfinished.
Amid phone and muffled tears you wait for the irritate sound.
Silent.
Although seems that ring without intermission.
Only you haven't strength to emanate and pick up.
With evey raise the hearphone
is empty notice.
Too late.
Too slowly.
You promise that some day you emante,
that some day they not switch off.
Hear voice.
And feel his breath.
You want only this.
You think only about this in flushed eyes.

Tension born tension.
And fear increase fear.

You see,Mother,common terror,
the same shiver and dry suder drops.

When you look at the walls a full of stop moments
you believe in good begin this story.
In the excellent evolution of situation.
Minute after minute
and hours are haul.

But they know that happy end will not to come.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 17, 2009, 19:41:20
Once more forgetting
What I remembered
What was it that you whispered
In dreams forlorn

I watch the sun
Go down on the horizon
A moon turning red
Of pure love
A form which cannot die
A passion condemned
To bleed

Tears run down
One more time I let them
Wipe them away
For I lost my strength
I lost and found
Lost
But found

I see a bird watching others
As if it’s just not ready
To fly and meet its freedom
What would I do to get some
What would I leave to find some

A smile appears this is
No longer pain
No longer hateful grief
For what I can’t get
Or what I get
My mind leaves me
Whenever I think and feel
Whenever I dream and flee
Love me
Love me just
One more time.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 19, 2009, 23:04:13
For you are my light
That shines
You are the sun
That rises
You are as bright
As a star
In the moonlight

For you are my wings
To fly on
You are sun
That burns me
The passion that
I swallow
And you
You swallow
All my angriness inside

For you are my guide
I follow
Anywhere you go
I hide
You are the sun that sets
As you are the moon that rises
In the evening
In the morning-night

My mind gets black
I think of nothing
As my mind gets black
And I feel our sorrow
My mind gets black
I think only of you
In the evening
In the morning – night

For you are my path
To follow
As you are my peace
To capture
I will find my way
To get there
Were you already
Arrived

For you are the bird
That sings
And you are the mandolin
Her strings
Yes you are the sun that rises
In the morning-night

My mind gets black
I think of nothing
As my mind gets black
And I feel our sorrow
My mind gets black
I think only of you
In the evening
In the morning – night
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 19, 2009, 23:06:24
*.*  beautiful.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 21, 2009, 21:14:08
Got to do
Got to go
Got to run
And hide
For my love

Got to see
Got to feel
Got to dream
I feel
So much

Carry me away
Ease my pain
And make me float
On clouds full of
Precious happiness

I gave so much
And took too much
I dwelled
On grief which was
Condemned
Cursed I was
Banned by your sad smile

Got to flee
Got to fly
Got to do
What I can
To heal what’s hurt
To make what’s broken
Fix your heart
Fix your smile
I’m really
Sorry

Crowds pass by
I can feel their sorrow
Eyes meet eyes
Smiles follow smiles
There’s so much
Going on
Yet unaware
I run and hide
From day to day
Condemned to make myself
Bleed
Just a little bit more

Got to flee
Got to fly
Got to do
What I can
To heal what’s hurt
To make what’s broken
Fix your heart
Fix your smile
I’m really
Sorry
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 22, 2009, 20:38:37
ow, beautiful :hug:




standing on the edge of your abyss -
never again...
you helped me fall in
now help me get out...
there's nothing left but fake promises...
you promised me heaven
but left me in hell...
you promised me love
but all you gave me were shallow words...

falling deeper into your shadows -
it's getting darker and i'm afraid
i cannot fly on broken wings...
you broke them way too long ago...
can't you see?
just set me free -
there's nothing left but empty glances...
covered with dying love
and stone cold far beyond...

reaching the bottom -
you chained me to your lies...
i still can't believe
you never felt the way i did...
make me forget those fading memories
and make me find again my broken dreams...
you took away too much
but gave nothing in return...
there's only one thing i'm asking for -
let me heal my bleeding heart
because there's nothing left -
it's time to forget,
time to let go...

but i won't make it on my own...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 22, 2009, 20:42:45
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
ow, beautiful :hug:




standing on the edge of your abyss -
never again...
you helped me fall in
now help me get out...
there's nothing left but fake promises...
you promised me heaven
but left me in hell...
you promised me love
but all you gave me were shallow words...

falling deeper into your shadows -
it's getting darker and i'm afraid
i cannot fly on broken wings...
you broke them way too long ago...
can't you see?
just set me free -
there's nothing left but empty glances...
covered with dying love
and stone cold far beyond...

reaching the bottom -
you chained me to your lies...
i still can't believe
you never felt the way i did...
make me forget those fading memories
and make me find again my broken dreams...
you took away too much
but gave nothing in return...
there's only one thing i'm asking for -
let me heal my bleeding heart
because there's nothing left -
it's time to forget,
time to let go...

but i won't make it on my own...


Now that's what I call an amazing poem!  :o  I'm bewitched by your words Shadows ... you see, when it hurts the most it's when you write the most beautiful words out ... sorry that you suffer  :cry:  I love you though don't forget that  ;)  ... we'll be meeting in Vienna and then I'm gonna give a reaaaaaaaaaaaal big hug!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 22, 2009, 20:51:07
ow, thanks  :oops:  well yeah, those memories somehow don't want to fade *rolleyes*

be sure i'm gonna give you much bigger hug  :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 22, 2009, 20:51:53
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
ow, thanks  :oops:  well yeah, those memories somehow don't want to fade *rolleyes*

be sure i'm gonna give you much bigger hug  :P


that won't be possible I'm afraid  :P  :lol:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 22, 2009, 20:54:06
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
ow, thanks  :oops:  well yeah, those memories somehow don't want to fade *rolleyes*

be sure i'm gonna give you much bigger hug  :P


that won't be possible I'm afraid  :P  :lol:


think so? :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 22, 2009, 20:55:30
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
ow, thanks  :oops:  well yeah, those memories somehow don't want to fade *rolleyes*

be sure i'm gonna give you much bigger hug  :P


that won't be possible I'm afraid  :P  :lol:


think so? :P


no, I never think - I know  :P  :lol:  (now that's a big ego I have  :lol: )
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 22, 2009, 21:01:01
don't let it grow more than you can bear :P
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 22, 2009, 22:11:13
Boiling blood
Through my veins
As the day comes closer
And my breath gets weaker
My thoughts are clear
Yet in my head
It’s chaos

I fear so much
And hear too much
Can’t understand it though
Doesn’t make sense
Break
The chain
It’s not in vain

Confusion and discomfort
What when it’s all
A big lie
Forget and forgive
Doubts and fears
Perhaps it’s me
Who lived in a cave
Long long long time
Ago

It doesn’t make sense
Not what I write
Not what I feel
That’s why I love it
I’m crazy as hell
Nuts perhaps
Aren’t we all
In the bloody end

Always hidden
Always begging
Please please please
Let me find some peace
Please please please
Let me find my way
I’m scared
For what’s to come
I’m scared
For what’s called past

Flowers may lose colours
The sun may lose its warmth
Hidden in a collapsed universe
Of love
Forgive me all there is
Forgive me all that’s not
A massive storm rose
Long ago
It’ll lay down soon
Soon
On a bed of roses
When I die
For one last time.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on August 22, 2009, 22:12:26
ow Kitty, everything will be just fine, you'll see ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 26, 2009, 16:27:25
Can’t they be happy
When I’m happy
Do they need
To break my smile
Can’t they accept
My utmost luck
When I reach it
In the end

I feel like hell
Came up to heaven
And all birds
Went away
To death
Freezing cold
Yet hot as fire
I wonder
Will I ever find
What I’m looking for

Can’t they see
Egoistic as they will be
They talk and talk
And forget about
All there is to see
Soon death will come
To get me
Alone
Forlorn

Why are they sad
Because I’m happy
Why do they enjoy
To break my smile
The utmost luck
For me
Is to see them happy!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 26, 2009, 16:36:53
I’ll forget
And let go
It’s too late
I give up
Even if
Even then
I’ll feel anger
And relief
I’ll fight the battle
Against my grief
Even if
Even then
There’s more in life
Than me
Forget and let go
This is not
Our place to be

Why I did
What I did
Why I’ll do
What I’ll do
Forgive me please
If things go wrong
Forgive me please
It’s not the way
As meant to be

For so long looking up
For so long holding on
To give up in the end
I’ll turn around
And run away
In tears of pain
And solitude
of fears in vain
and gratitude
I can not deny
That there is envy
I can not lie
That I hate
I love
What makes me strong
I love the light
You spread
In me.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on August 27, 2009, 23:33:55
Hiding in darkness
Where you can’t see me
Hiding in deepness
Where you can’t reach me

Searching for
What can’t be found
Hoping for
Wishes I don’t want
To come true

Hiding in places
Where I can run away
Hiding for feelings
I don’t want to express

Wounds which have bleed
Scars there to stay
Forgiveness isn’t enough
I erase your memories
Forget
And let go

Not all is bad
Not all feels good
Just passion out of nothing
A yearning for your breath
Erased old feelings
Found their way back
Forgotten old memories
Alive as never before

Where was it that I lost you
When was it that I loved you
Why is it that I care, still
Left alone, tears are released
Not in eternity you can delete
Love.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on August 29, 2009, 17:23:17
Shout!
until ground will tremble,
until heaven sent rain
and rivers excite blood.
Shout!
as long as crows of world not teeter,
as long as not arrive to paradise.
Shout!
In haste hurl words against sinners
and scatter gestures against humbles!
Shout!
as if extend last part of soul from you,
as if sorrowful was your last tear.
Shout!
not betray secrets,
look at running away silent.
You see,Master,
Omnipotent!
Immeasurable!
her eyes and lean shoulders.
Shout!
as a doll on the chain!
as we all!

Shout!
Redeemer from porcelain!

Shout!

because they shake off you
from precipice of them hates.
Title: A poem for Lacrimosa
Post by: Christian Rosenrot on August 31, 2009, 16:26:53
I wrote this a month ago, after meeting them personally. That night was the best of my lifetime and it inspired me to write this poem for them, this is my way to say thanks for being so nice to me. I will always cherish the moments I spent with them. Danke Tilo, Danke Anne!


                                          LACRIMOSA


I want to listen to your music forever,

Because it’s music from your soul.

Are notes that illuminate my way,

That straight the path,

That loses in the dark,

After walking so far.

 

Are notes that tear my soul,

That make my heart bleed.

Words and poems that heal me,

And let the wounds breathe.

 

I want to listen to your music forever.

Because it's pain transformed into beauty,

But it’s pain that doesn’t hurt,

Because the tears that leave my eyes,

Clean my wounds and purify my heart.

 

 I want my cry not to be heard.

That my pain camouflage,

In the notes that come from your voice.

That the notes of your piano,

Make up mi face like an old harlequin,

To disguise my agony,

To make me look happy.

 

 I want to sleep with your music forever.

To console my hours of despair,

To accompany my sleeplessness and my insomnia.

To caress my soul and vanish my agitation.

 

 I want to live with your music forever.

To accompany my hours of anguish.

To guard my longings.

To fortify my hope.

To control my desires.

Until it’s time to die.


It's a little bit weird because originally I wrote it in spanish, anyway I hope you like it!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 06, 2009, 11:09:55
right let's get this out  ;)

The concert and it's marks:

I.

Unforgettable memories
I find them
up there
high in the sky
I find them
locked in
deep into my heart

like a river
they run
through my veins
through my heart
they stream
and warm my soul
until I stand still and let go
of the feeling it will
go away
then it falls of
the mountain
of the highest peak
in my very emotions
I can't just stand still
and let go
love is
what drives me
love is
what kills me
but by no
force
I'll let go
of
the love
I feel
for you...


II.

What is real
and what is
a dream
follow the light
it reaches out far
follow the path
it will run out
for something
so far

again it is lost
what I found
deep in my heart
by no means
of the world
I can get rid
of it now

promises kept
the chain
not broken
but strengthened
and moved over
each end
to the middle

forgiving the pain
I once caused you
and killed by guilt
please safe this
lovable memory

I couldn't hide
not a bit longer
it came out
and went in
even if it were
a sinn

lost in condemtion
running ways
I can't walk on
forgetting what it's like
to be
a lost soul
in your world.


III.
Trying to convince
the mind
of the heart
letting go of thoughts
was really
very hard

I came in
and went out
I faded in
just as
I faded out

deep inside
there was this fire
which burned me once
before
inside there is this light
which follows
from abroad

reading my mind
feeling my feelings
I spoke no words
yet I did
trusted your calmness
reflected
your eyes
I saw stars
really deep
inside

scared as hell
to drown
in those lakes
a mere waterfall
would take me
for sure

forgive and forget
only that
what I regret
yet remember what
I said
not all black is black
as not all white
is white.

The goodbyes:

I.
Like a knife it stings
deep in my heart
it hurts and
tears me apart
beautiful friendship
I'm thankful
and honoured
that you are
my friend
that's why goodbye
hurts so much
at the moment
cause love hurts
as much as it brings
joy
I'm thankful to Tilo
that he made me find her
a true soul,
and pure in the
heart
I'm honest to say
I've never met before
a friend like you!

II.
Pain will fade
what remains is
the joy of
what we found
true love
independent on
what you give
I love and feel
loved
unaware of what
you brought me
you realise what you have
when you "lose" it
I'll go through heavy pain
through a mountain of doom
covered in a mist of
I MISS YOU!
losing my mind
gone insane
but these 4 days with you
made me feel what it is
to be
in
heaven!

III.
Crying tears of
and joy
and sadness
like a bright moon
you headed towards me
so glad
to embrace you and
greet you for the first time
and marks are carved
deep into my heart
a ray of light you are
as are your words
which comfort me
never before I opened
myself more
than to you
if there's one who feels
what I feel
shadows_in_twilight
brotherhood is nothing
against our friendship!

IV.
staring into the distance
wondering what I feel
I should be happy for what I got
I should be happy
for what we are

clouds move over the
mountains in the distance
whispering me that
all will be allright
but yet
nothing the same

I opened my heart
don't just tear it
apart
take care of my soul
like I'll take care of yourse
embrace me and say
I loved you
before

mountains in the distance
already fading
like the pain
in my heart
for what's been lost

knowing what I know
lost what I lost
I'll always have you
here
in my heart
pounding harder by
the mere thought of the
joy
we shared
and be sure
it's not over
it
  is
    never
           over
                love!

V.

Fly high
with a deep breath
I let go
all I ever found
the mirror has broken
the moment you left
I fell old and grey
I saw dark clouds
on my blue sky

unforgettable forgettable
it is amazing
that this could be
why tears run down
is still a mystery
yet it's not.
honest feelings
and sincere grief
connected in the depth
of our souls

going back to normal
is harder as the
child in me
got stubborn
you made me strong
you made me fight
for my beliefs
I'm holding on
to all you said
and all you did.

heading towards
gates and boundaries
back to normal falls hard
and even harder than
expected
are the beliefs I had, confirmed
in just one glance
time stood still
yet again

forgetting is my fear
illusions of the mind
my terror
it fades out what
the heart fades in
and disbeliefs love
in her highest form

no matter what I do
or where I go
I just can't stop
loving you
no matter how hard
I run for what I feel
and what I fear
it chases me day and night
in light and dark
what is it with you,
what is it that makes you
unforgettable...

love unconditional
love for a brother
far away yet
unendingly close
I feel and hear
so much...too much perhaps.

VI
Not knowing kills me
will I
or will I not
see you gain
that glance in your eyes
and sincere smile on your lips
everytime I look at you

will I
or will I not
chatter with you
until it grows dark
and the night spread his wings
laugh so hard
that my head bursts of joy

will I
or will I not
feel a love so strong
again
as yours ever surrounding
I feel so empty without you
so sad without your cheers
your laughter with every
silly movement that I make
and the glance whenever I share
you
my feelings for a brother
we all share

unforgettable memories
captured in a world
called friendship
one
the world has never
known before!

VII.
calming down a bit
unaware
of the great thing
I just lived through

Experiences like roses
they sting like a bee
but taste sweet
like
honey

unforgettable pain
when you left
yet so sweet
this memory

calming me in
ALL my tears
embracing my future
as my past

turning light on
instead of out
waking my very own
flame of love
fame
      in
        love.


Hugs
Kitty
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 06, 2009, 15:32:04
ow  :cry: *searching for wipes* *hugs* thank you
aaaa, i miss you sooooo damn much :cry:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 06, 2009, 15:59:21
*hugs* ... I miss you too ... very much! but we'll see each other soon righ ^^  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 16, 2009, 13:37:28
Hoffnung, Furcht, Angst?
Warum verletzt
Wenn ich ihn doch nie kannte?

Warum dieser Schmerz?
Warum noch Hoffnungen?
Woher der Glaube?

Und möchte ich ihn nur einmal sehen
und möchte ich ihn nur einmal erleben?
Nie gekannt, nie verstanden
Nie fest gehalten, nie geliebt

Und jetzt?
Ist es nicht zu spät dafür?
Ist es nicht zu früh dafür?
Ich brauche dich nicht
Ich brauche keine Liebe von dir

Warum dann dieser Schmerz?
Warum noch diese Hoffnungen?
Und Woher der Glaube?

Aus dem Innern schrei ich
Wie ein kleines Baby
Kannst du dich erinnern?
Nein, betrunken warst du
Hast mich nicht festgehalten
Hast meine Tränen nicht getrocknet
Hast mich nicht geliebt
Ich kann mich nicht an Liebe erinnern

Und ich schrei immer noch, still
Niemand trocknet meine Tränen
Verdunstet, verweilt, verschwunden

Warum dieser Schmerz?
Warum noch Hoffnungen?
Woher der Glaube?

Angst
Ich vermisse dich :(
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 16, 2009, 20:59:45
Unbekannt

Hast mich erschaffen
Hast mich gesehen
Hast mich in den Armen gehabt
Hast mich gefüttert
Hast mich schlafen gelegt

Wieder aufgewacht
Eine Weinflasche auf dem Boden
Ich schreie
Wo bist du?

Du bist unbekannt
Du bist nicht da
Verschwunden
Von dir nie geliebt

Wann hältst du mich?
Wann kommst du?
Wann liebst du?

Nie mehr an meiner Seite
Nie mehr in den Armen gelegen
Nie mehr geküsst
Nie mehr geliebt

Du bist unbekannt
Du bist nicht da
Verschwunden
Von dir nie geliebt

Du wolltest dich bessern
Du wolltest aufhören
Du wolltest leben
Und wo bist du jetzt?

Kommst du und hältst mich?
Kommst du und liebst mich?

Kommst du und hältst mich?
Kommst du und liebst mich?

Nein, du bist unbekannt
Nein, du bist nicht da
Verschwunden
Von dir nie geliebt
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 16, 2009, 22:26:52
kind words -
fading through the laps of time -
forever echoing in my mind...
loving hug -
losing its warmth yet feeling the same -
forever engraved in my heart...
and your smile -
vanishing away -
yet i remember it so clear...

i'm grateful for what you gave me,
happy for what you did
and honoured for what you said...

moments of pure happiness
turned into devastating emptiness...
feels like losing a brother,
but i know you'll always be my leader...

i'll hold on to my memories -
they are all i have...
even though they make me want to get
those moment back so bad...




thank you, Tilo... i've said it a thousand times already, but you were right when you said 'emotional chamelion'... maybe i'm just TOO emotional...  :oops:
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 17, 2009, 02:37:19
Pain in heart

Darkness around me
Fog chokes me
No love in the eyes
Just scary
Loneliness looks at me
Peradventure attacks me
Sorrow is raining
Disorientation is streaming

Either I want to die
Or feel the love

You smile
You hug
You kiss
But no love reaches my heart
You cry
You hope
You feel
But no love reaches my heart

Something lost
Like leaves on the ground
Like a black sky
Like bare-footed
I wanted say something
Nothing will come out
I wanted do something
Nothing will happen
My tongue knotted
My fingers drying tears

Either I want to lie
Or feel the love

You smile
You hug
You kiss
But no love reaches my heart
You cry
You hope
You feel
But no love reaches my heart

I ran back
To the past
Look at me and you
Another time
Spreading love

You smile
You hug
You kiss
But no love reaches my heart now
You cry
You hope
You feel
But no love reaches my heart now
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 18, 2009, 01:32:44
So fremd
Eingetaucht
Aufgewacht in der Realität
Spiele es mir vor
Lüge mich an
Nur für einen Moment
Möchte ich es erleben
Für einen kurzen Moment
Möchte ich es spüren
Geborgenheit soll mich verschleiern
Die Liebe soll sich nach mir sehnen
Die Tränen der Hoffnung sollen mich küssen
Nur einmal möchte ich es spüren
Nur einmal leben von meinen Träumen
Es spielt keine Rolle
Wenn du mir was vorspielst
Wenn du lügst
Nur für einen kurzen Moment
Ich sehne mich nach den Wellen
Den Wellen des Glaubens
Fröhlichkeit soll mich umspielen
Tapfer sollst du sein
Verschlinge mich mit deinem Herzen
Fress mich auf mit deiner Seele
Zerstöre mein Inneres mit deiner Liebe
Sei stark
Ich glaub an dich
Ich glaub an deine Liebe
Und lass mich glauben
Ich sei im Paradies
Der goldenen Stücke
Spiel mir was vor
Ich sitze bereit
Schaue zu
Und glaube dir
Glaube an das was du mir versprichst
Glaube an das was du sagst
Glaube an deine Lügen
Nur für einen Moment
Bis ich wieder erwache
Bis ich aufschrecke
In der Dunkelheit meiner Seele
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 20, 2009, 20:26:45
Quote from: "jenny-jen"
You smile
You hug
You kiss
But no love reaches my heart now
You cry
You hope
You feel
But no love reaches my heart now


i love the whole poem, but this part is just magnificent. so simple and so great *thumbs up*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 20, 2009, 20:44:41
For my heart is calling you

Have you ever seen a light
Shine so beautiful
That you cry
Just by the view of it

A light in the dark
That’s what you are to me
When all goes bad
And nobody understands me
There’s you
Just one word
Just one glance
Just one memory of us
And all is good

A light in the firework
That’s what you are to me
I share your joy
Like you create mine
I smile
Whenever you smile

I feel happy like
A burning candle
That may show its love
May be itself
Don’t fade me flame
I’m happy
For we are

Every minute
Every second
You brightened my heart
Is a gift I carry with me
Day
AND
Night

No despair
No ill feeling
A little grief for a missing
Which will be filled
By memories
Soon, sooner, even sooner
Time is relative
And irrelevant

Cause wherever you are
Whatever you do
Wherever you hide
And fight for your pride
I’m with you
In my
Very heart!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 20, 2009, 20:47:33
awwww, beautiful <3 *hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 21, 2009, 09:16:59
Thank you Shadows-In-Twilight! ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 21, 2009, 09:38:42
I.

I feel warm and stare
Stare at you
Over there in the past
My past

Sunshine
And sheepy clouds
Trying to overshadow
The happy tears I let
for you

I stand on the edge
Of recovery
One Step ahead
And it’s all past
One Step back
And I’ll be lost
Forever
In a dream

I feel no turning point
I feel no cruelty
In leaving you
I had my dreams
I had my hopes
I left my marks
As you left yours
I cannot hope
I lost my dreams
Reach me your hand
For I’m lost
Give me your words
For I need to go on

Music bewitching
My soul
Stunned I am
As I walk on clouds
Of mystery
I walk on stars
Of solitude
Full of gratitude

Make me bleed
Make me cry
Make me lose no faith
I don’t wanna leave
This time!



II.

Forgiveness
Taste me I’ll be sweet
Taste my devotion
As my love
Spread all over my face
Spread
All over my heart

I can’t describe
What must be described
I run and run
But always bump
Into myself again
I run and run
But can’t hide
No corner is big enough
To hide this massive
Killing love

I wish I could write
And kill
What I can’t cope with
To kill
What I can’t find peace with
Write out
What’s written in

The birds twitter away
Like the sun is getting lower
On the horizon
I think of you
And how I miss
What can’t be missed
I think of what and how
Now what?

I wish I could see
And see deep
What way to go
What ways to take
And sleep
Sleep long
In a dream
I woke up from
Just now
To turn back
I can’t go

I can’t leave
I can’t say goodbye
I can’t leave no tears
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 21, 2009, 11:52:36
Just hold me
Just hug me
Just kiss me
Just love me
Rescue me
Let the things gone
Let the people live
Let the world turn
And just look at me
And say never goodbye
Look at me
And see my heart
My soul
My fear
Dry my tears
Try to understand
Be my friend
Be my trust
Be my love
And then
I would give you everything
I open my heart
I open my mind
Don't laugh
Don't cry
Just hold me
Just hug me
Just kiss me
Just love me
Don't let me alone
Please don't say goodbye
Hold my hand
And we rise to the moon
Hold my hand
And we rise to the sun
Let the darkness be
Let the future come
Hold the love
And forget everything
But us
We can climb all mountains
We can walk through all desserts
We can swim in every ocean
Can we hold the love?
Open your mind
Open your heart
I'll listen
I'll hold you
I'll kiss you
I love you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 21, 2009, 20:20:08
@Kitty
we had some similar thoughts, i'm afraid [AGAIN!!!]... i wrote this one at 2 am last night, when i still couldn't sleep ... and no, i wasn't reading your mind  :P




fall has embraced me,
summer has gone,
sweet fragance of dying leaves
keeps me alone,
won't let me move on...

i'm chained to my memories,
i just cannot let go...
it meant too much,
it touched too deep -
no-one can reach me the way you did...

it makes me feel so fragile inside -
so weak i can break any time...
yet here i stand -
stronger as never before...
you are my weakness
and you are my strength -
i'm afraid of what will happen
when it comes to an end...

eternal feeling of being alone
turned into feeling of being loved...
i sensed so much
within that hug -
the hardest goodbye i ever had...

i know it's not forever
but there will be no goodbyes
without bitter tears in my eyes...
no goodbye
without a cry,
my sunshine...

i cannot believe
it hit me so deep;
but you gave me what i need -
more than anyone ever did...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 21, 2009, 22:10:22
what if life is not enough
death is appealing
one more time
the edge
to nowhere

One step in either
direction
might chain me
to unknown faith
to unknown love

One dream will fly
on either cloud
to you from you
close and far
in heart and soul
unbearable memories
sweet lullabies
I love you

What if life is
no longer enough
appealing coldness
and sadness hiding
in these deep caves
full of agony
despair is not
my second name

I've lost but found
I found but lost
I've cared too much
unchained
chained
bent and bend
I love
and for the very first time
am
loved.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 22, 2009, 14:21:10
Nirgendwo
Tränen laufen über mein Gesicht
Ich sehne mich nach dem Licht
Nicht da wo es dunkel ist
Komm her und halte meine Hand
Mit dir reise ich durch das Land
Komm her und halte mich fest
Damit du mir ganz nah bist
Im Himmel möchte ich fliegen
Möchte meinen Schmerz besiegen
Halte mich fest damit ich nicht fall'
Halte mich, egal wo ich bin, überall
Allein kann ich mich nicht orientieren
Du bist mein Licht
Ich möchte dich nicht verlieren
Ziehe dein Schwert
Reite dein Pferd
Besiege das Böse in mir
Was auch kommen mag
Ich vertraue dir
Ein kurzer Stich, ein kurzer Schmerz
Mein Herz zerbricht
Und einst mal die Liebe verloren
Treffe ich dich
Wurde ich neu geboren?
Ich kenne mich nicht
Dich einst mal geliebt
Du mein Böses besiegt
Meine Liebe entrinnt
Ein neues Leben beginnt
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 22, 2009, 16:13:00
no longer i suffer,
no longer i cry...
finally i'm over you,
finally i see -
i never meant to you
what you meant to me...

no longer i scream,
no longer i yearn...
finally it's burned,
buried to the ground
something what's so hard to leave behind...

no longer i miss you,
no longer i love...
finally i don't care at all...
i don't care what you say
nor what you feel -
once i have,
but that was an illusion,
just a bad dream...

no longer you can lie to me,
no longer you can hurt my heart...
but you're there -
stubborn like hell...
you linger in my memory
like a mystery of fog
in silent winter dawn...

go and stay away from me
and take those momets with you -
i don't need them to remind me
nor to touch what's healed...
i don't want my heart to bleed -
i just want to live...

but no longer for you!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 22, 2009, 17:17:24
Broken dream

Again and again I see you
But my dream will never come true
I see your smile, your eyes
I see your charm, your face
You will never be in my place
My memories won't be gone
What you have done
You gave too enough
You give me love
My tears you'll never see
You will never be with me

I see you in my dream
You wouldn't want to be in
Again and again I see myself with you
See you holding me
See you stroking me
But my dream will never come true

Never happened something like that
Never missed a person I haven't met

I want to scream it out
I want my heart to shout
I want you to hear it
Then you'll know me a little bit

I see you in my dream
Far far away
Please stay with me in
Just for a while
Don't want to say goodbye
Wanna see your smile again
Wanna see your eyes again
Want you to see my pain
Want you to see my heart's missing you
But my dream will never come true
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 22, 2009, 19:56:28
a gentle touch
a kiss in my neck
and a far away smile
I imitate your moves
as I speak the words
you whisper

Never I felt
what I feel right now
Never have I cared for
the way I do now
on a blue day
full of tears
you are the smile
upon my face

I head towards thunderstorms
am about to cross the boundary
of tearful joy
and I know
I chose it all myself
I begged
and hoped
and dreamed
and reality became a dream
as my dreams
became reality
I love and care
without any notion
of goodbye
in my heart
there's a butterfly telling me
when close
and when far
intuition says
wherever
whenever
never in vain
never forlorn
loving, caring,  
sweet memories and
happy tears inside
grief so deep
that it rips my heart
but tremendously happy
with what I got
and found
I go to sleep
dream my dreams
of devotion
and unconditional love
wake up to find out
that feeling
is there
to stay
and grow
day by day
and night to night
my special light

Forgetting regretting
nothing
in particular loving
keeping safe
and warming up
you are the smile
upon my face.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 23, 2009, 10:17:23
Following the happiness
Happiness that shows the way
To wherever I must get
Together with my peace

I look upon it with a smile
Cause I know
One day
One day soon
I’ll understand
Cope with it all
Break with you all

Death is not the end
Life is not all
No grass is green
Neither is love red
Sometimes forlorn
Sometimes in vain
Unforgettable it is
The tears in your eyes

Looking in the mirror
I see more than just me
I carry something with me
A star at the back
A flower in my heart
A bee in my stomach
Oxygen you are
Pure oxygen
And a light to follow
A light
That shines
And breaks my tears
Caresses my soul

When I look upon it all
I know it’s just the way
It should be
Faith has lead me
Believe has found my heart
Intuition calls my name
As I know now
Whatever
Whenever
Speak and I’ll live!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 23, 2009, 15:05:08
Missing

Everywhere
But not here
Every time
Like now

Still in my thoughts
Still in my heart
Still missing

Cannot fall asleep
Without thinking of you
Cannot close my eyes
Without dreaming of you

So far far away
You’ll never be with me
Just in my thoughts
Just in my heart
Still missing

You seem close to me
You seem look at me
You seem smile to me
You seem hug me
And say goodbye
Forever

And now you are
Still in my thoughts
Still in my heart
Still missing you

Hope will not die
Love will not die

You are
Still in my thoughts
Still in my heart
Still missing you
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 23, 2009, 16:41:20
1. Erase

I'm looking
for a delete button
a feeling of unease
splendid memories
turned into hell
feelings on a roller coster
I can't take this
for granted

What I had
and what I have
it is too painful
to look back upon
my past
embrace me and
never let go
for I fear to lose
once more

Gratitude
this gravity
attraction
and destruction
what will come
I'll take it
I'll live in a dream reality
I'll care for the sun
when she disappears beautiful moonrise
as my feelings fade
I'm scared to lose
once more



2.Confusion

Never alone
I knew it
since I was born
I felt it
in her kiss goodbye
she told me
in my dreams
things are not always
as they seem
be strong

Am I naive
to love
what's not mine?
am I forlorn
when I say I care?

This solitude
and
loneliness
speak to me
brother moon
kiss me goodnight,
when I beg to let go,
would the stars fade
on a dark twilight
afternoon?

Forgive me
my forgiveness
my unawareness
and my ignorance
Forlorn I wander
on my clouds of gratitude
lost in your world
once more
this time to stay
and care
I'll never let go
again.


3.Proper goodbye

The ship turns
and twists
when I close my eyes
and breath
what's that feeling?
I hear my name
as always
in an echo of grief
and solitude
as always
with a wave
of love and passion
not forlorn

Let go but hold on
get strength
and move on
keep with me what I have
all different
yet
the same.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 23, 2009, 16:46:25
What if life
is no longer enough
death appeals to me
just one more time
forgetting all the words
I've ever said
I am so scared
that you will forget

Closing doors
to open new ones
a future life
and an
unforgettable past
whispering sorrows
black stars
on a golden sky

what if life
is no longer enough
and doom screams
my name
this time not in vain
I am so scared
you will forget

I've hold on
but let go
I love you
as
I hate you

I feel
close and far
you care
I speak no language
not with words
but emotions
feel me close and far
cause I care and
love
I feel and sorrow
I wonder about illusion
disillusionate
and kill the dreams
for I'm in a
terrible
undeniable pain.

what if lie
is no longer enough
and you find
what you searched for
way too soon
partly dying
not in vain
partly crying
for my future
is not
your future.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 23, 2009, 17:25:47
I don't know why but the last days I'm full of emotions, full of thoughts, full of pain and full of love... everything seems as not as I thought for times. Everything is strange. Who I am?

Aus meinem Herz wuchs die Liebe neu
Aus meiner Seele schreit es nach mehr
Ich folge dir, egal wohin
Denn du bist mein Licht
am Ende des Tunnels
Du eröffnest mir ein neues Leben
Voller Liebe, voller Hoffnungen
Angst schwindet, meine Einsamkeit ertränkt
Voller Kraft stehe ich auf
Voller Liebe sehe ich dich
Voller Hoffnung laufe ich weiter
Zum Ende des Tunnels
Zu dir
Und ich laufe, ich renne
Und ich renne
Meine Liebe wächst
Mein Herz schmerzt
Ich kann es nicht ertragen
Und ich renne, renne einfach weiter
Niemand an meiner Seite, allein
Ich bin so allein
Ist die Liebe eines anderen so klein?
Ist die Liebe nur bei mir erwacht?
Aus dem Gewässer der Einsamkeit
wuchs die Liebe neu
Meine Seele schreit nach Verzweiflung
Am Ende des Tunnels sehe ich dich
Voller Liebe, ganz allein
Und wenn ich dich erreiche
Und wenn ich dich umarme
Und wenn ich dich spüre
So soll die Liebe um uns wachsen
Die Seele verstummen
Und weiter wir den Weg laufen
Das Gewässer vertrocknen
Kein Schmerz mehr spüren
Nie allein, zusammen
Voller Liebe sein



Und ich wandere umher
Auf der Suche nach Gefährten
Doch im Dunkeln sehe ich nichts!
Ich lass mich treiben
Folge mein Herz
Langsam aber richtig
Und niemand in Sicht
Warum bin ich so einsam
Auf dem Weg der Liebe?
Warum bin ich so allein
Auf der Suche nach Liebe?
Und du, du bist nicht da
Wohin bist du gegangen?
Ich kann dich nicht mehr sehen
So gehe ich allein weiter

Niemals sah ich mein Herz
Und meine Seele in der Hand
Niemals so vereint
Jetzt fühle ich mich gut
Ich bin hier richtig
Ich sehe nichts
Dunkelheit erfüllt diese Welt
Doch lasse ich mich treiben
Denn Liebe ist blind
Doch lasse ich mich führen
Denn Gefühle sind das Ergebnis der Liebe

Und wenn ich mich drehe
Und wenn ich zu dir blicke
Dann sehe ich ein Licht
Ich sehne mich nach einen Traum
In dem du auf mich wartest
In dem du mich hältst
Doch weiß ich, dass das Verlangen
In meinem Herzen zerbricht
Ein kurzer Schmerz durchschwemmt meinen Körper
Ein kurzer Kuss durchdringt mein Gehirn
Ich muss weiter gehen
Den Weg der Liebe bestreiten
Selbst wenn das Licht mein Ziel
Selbst wenn mein Herz täuscht
So darf ich nicht zurück blicken
Zu einem Traum, der niemals wahr wird
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 23, 2009, 18:15:56
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
What if life
is no longer enough
death appeals to me
just one more time
forgetting all the words
I've ever said
I am so scared
that you will forget

Closing doors
to open new ones
a future life
and an
unforgettable past
whispering sorrows
black stars
on a golden sky

what if life
is no longer enough
and doom screams
my name
this time not in vain
I am so scared
you will forget

I've hold on
but let go
I love you
as
I hate you

I feel
close and far
you care
I speak no language
not with words
but emotions
feel me close and far
cause I care and
love
I feel and sorrow
I wonder about illusion
disillusionate
and kill the dreams
for I'm in a
terrible
undeniable pain.

what if lie
is no longer enough
and you find
what you searched for
way too soon
partly dying
not in vain
partly crying
for my future
is not
your future.


*biiiig hug*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 23, 2009, 22:04:45
Crossed the boundary
Forgotten what it was like
Hell is here again
A way to go
Not ready to follow

I feel so locked
And blocked
I feel so sad
And happy
Smile through tears
My tears
Like a waterfall
Day and night

Feelings to feel
Unaware
Of what they mean
Hidden in the corner
Captured in the
Depth of my soul
The doubt of my heart
Unrecognisable
This fear
Came back

Like a cave it fell
Upon my wings
I fly with
The ones you gave me
To recover
And be there
Wherever that might be
Doubt of losing
What I gained
Fear of failing
In the end
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 23, 2009, 22:13:07
Falling down
Standing up
Having a will
Strong like the eagles fly
High up
In that brave
Bravery
Sky

Wondering what
Or where I’ll be
Within the next
Half century
Relating things
And burry myself
Under mud and dirt
I don’t want to live
Like this

I let go
Before I know
It’s gone
And over
Nothing more then
Livable memories
In the past
Soon yet sooner
I’ll die a little
Just die
And stay there
Where a lot of futures
Have begun
Let me stay
Hold me close

I hold on
Before I sink
Deep down there
In the grief of solitude
Emptiness yet full
Full happiness
Why is letting go
So fucking hard

Falling down
Standing up
Having a will
Strong like the eagles fly
High up
In that brave
Bravery
Sky

I kill the lies
Fade out my illusions
I dream away in dreamy land
I live my life
Unexpectedly
I’ll never let go again.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 23, 2009, 22:45:22
ow hun, calm down :( *hugs* everything is going to be just fine, you'll see ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: jenny-jen on September 23, 2009, 23:34:31
All my pain may gone
All the lies about love are lost
So my desire became to anxiety
The loneliness devours me
Deep in inner
My tears drown myself
My smile is just a memory
Of my mask
Cannot breathe
Choking in my facade
Pain lost, pain arise
Wanna my heart's not beating anymore
Wanna my soul’s flying away
Wanna be alone
Not lonely

I lost myself in night
Don't see the stars anymore
Don't see my hand in front of my face
Why oh why don't my tears seep away?
Can't I just drown?
New fears, new pains
More insufferable than ever before
My soul's blotched of embosses?
My heart's already bleeding?
I want not more!
Wanna be alone
Not lonely

Nobody ventures looking to me
Nobody wants understanding me
Nobody wants dropping my mask
Nobody wants getting my love
I want!
But my tears don’t let repose me
And my heart wanna bleed
I wanna find myself
I wanna see myself
Just wanna be alone
But not lonely
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 24, 2009, 12:42:08
Sorrows fade
All by their own
They come and go
No guilt
No shame
I love and care
Even when I don’t cry
Even when I don’t die
And lose myself
In endless grief

Despair has left me
In dreams I locked it up
Said my goodbye
Let go of what I had to
Hold on to what I have to
Support and hide
Again
behind that corner

I reach out my hand
Whenever you need it
I get close and care
Whenever we hide in solitude
You are my moonlight
And my eveningnight
I care for

Memories go lost
In feelings
As feelings spoil
All the lovable memories
I’ve ever had
More to come
More to lose
My heart knows
As does my soul
My life remains the same
Yet
Differs all together.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 24, 2009, 14:43:20
here comes one of the 2 poems i wrote today in school. i have to remember where i left the second one  :oops:  :lol:




i see too much,
i feel too strong…
i sense what's there –
you're so not okay…

it breaks my heart
to see you like that
and it tears me apart
to see such sadness in your eyes…

i'm holding your picture
and i'm holding it tight
this life is so not fair…
it's not right…
but you have to be strong,
you need to hold on…

you should know
you will never be alone…
you're always on my mind,
i'm with you in my heart…

open up your eyes –
to see…
to sense what's here…
to make you realise i'll always care…
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Jenn on September 24, 2009, 15:07:57
wow they are really beautiful poems, full of deep feelings  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 24, 2009, 15:27:20
found it *proud eyes* ^^



i'm walking around
in search for someone
to give me his hand
and take me away...

i'm reading their minds -
they won't follow the signs...
they all run so fast
and leave me behind...
i stand alone
and watch them go...

sunshine warms me up,
autumn sky
knows what they don't...
i hold my breath
and i feel alive...

i breathe,
i love,
i live -
in pleasure and sorrow...
i feel
and i know i'm real...

i feel so free...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Stephanie Lamas on September 24, 2009, 21:29:53
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
found it *proud eyes* ^^



i'm walking around
in search for someone
to give me his hand
and take me away...

i'm reading their minds -
they won't follow the signs...
they all run so fast
and leave me behind...
i stand alone
and watch them go...

sunshine warms me up,
autumn sky
knows what they don't...
i hold my breath
and i feel alive...

i breathe,
i love,
i live -
in pleasure and sorrow...
i feel
and i know i'm real...

i feel so free...


I love the two poems (L) This last one is short but deep ^^
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 24, 2009, 21:36:21
thanks, Steff^^
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 25, 2009, 18:22:58

Boom goes my heart
when I think of you
it explodes
and goes on
so much love
I feel

Forgetting
yet not regretting
all the words
that I thought
if there's any
who knows how I feel
I'm sure it is you

Don't ask
don't cryy
don't mourn
for I'll die
I feel your
searching
hold on to your
presence

Meeting and greeting
all the sensations
you leave behind
losing thoughts
leaving minds
yet my heart gets filled
with light
and joy

My brother in disguise
my soulmates
hand in hand
we walk the way
we cannot run
to find
eventually
in
   the
       end


II.

Silence
I beg you
kill it
I sleep
and dream
all the same

Hope restored
faith regained
believe in you
all night
all day
moonrise fall
and all feelings
remain the same

Letting go
to hold on
forgetting
to remember

Love is what I fight for
Life is what I run for
my angels all together
a dream of
a memory
in my reality you are
real
so fly,
fly high
and find me
one more time.

III.

Crushed with you
in my mind
day and night
missing
caring
loving
and a little bit worrying

It is no use
to scream your name
there's no distance
all the same
Motivating, I can feel
your dreams
resemble ours
just as
our love
is a copy of yours

tears of Joy
as desperation
running down
whenever they think of
the river of love
you created
deep deep
down
in my soul
               opened
     closed
               fearing
but cared for at last
at last
hope shines in my eyes
a heartbeat
fast
then
slow
forgetting how to breath
I feel home
at last.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 25, 2009, 21:57:26
When the curtain falls
And you disappear
Once more
I love you still
For who you are

When everything turns dark
And I get confused with
Life and love
With me and all
I turn to you
I run so fast
To catch your hand
And follow along
Wherever
That
May be
Abroad
Far high long way
to go

I hear your tears
Far there here near
And comfort
With my heart
Torn apart
Ripped in pieces
But healed
By this mere thought
Of memories
Locked in
Brought out
In peace and
devotion

Whatever apart way
We may go
Together alone
Alone together
Love is strong
And cannot die
Forgive me all my fears
Forgive me not in vain
Care
I care
For all that was
And all that is
For all my dreams
And sweet night hopes
Love
I love
For what you are
Is what I am
For what we are
Is bright and shines
A reason to go on
Just
One more
Time.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on September 27, 2009, 13:45:35
NURSELING

Yesterday I was a girl.
I was four years old and dreams.

But days ran in death.

Today I'm two thousand years old and bones.
I'm not a girl.
Not a women.
Days come in night.

I lie.
I am cradle the sing of pines.
I am cloaked the bedding of cold needles.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on September 27, 2009, 13:56:24
***
I am not a men yet,
even once I was not.
Now I turn in the false body
-I hide women thoughts in the male mouth.

Here,before a years,stood a boy in dress
-came in for stick,hit stones in face.

There,a few years ago,set a girl with gold tresses
-silent hid beard.

I am not a men yet,
even I not see a women.
Amid all a one conscience.
Not a men.
Not a women.

A lot of words in empty body.
A lot of gestures in empty soul.

                                                 A.V.C.
                                                 090909
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 28, 2009, 16:45:30
Wandering through the dark
Losing strength
With every Step taken
With a strong noise
Upon these thorns of solitude
Bleeding out of every vain
Searching behind every corner
There are no doors left
To lead me to salvation

So often tried
To forget
So often died in regret
Lost the count of times
You reached your hand
To lead me out of this
Abyss of the past

Forgetting what’s important
Let me search my breath
Let me search my life
Let me die in your arms
Wake me up when it’s done
Lead the way in my darkness
Spread the words when I’m lost

So often tried
To hold on
So often forgotten who you are
I lost the count of times
You may forget
I fear you may forget
Like all dies
And all fades

Going on for how long
Without any notion
Without any sense
Without any kiss
Kiss goodbye
Forgotten what it was like
To stand alone
With walls and thunderstorms
Above your head
No ear that truly hears
No heart that truly feels
As always
That’s no my aim

Torturing memories
I love
So much
With tears hidden in my soul
They flow out
As I
Let them flow in
They forgive
As I forgive
My grieve
For the undead.

Lost in a world
Lost in damnation
Lost in your eyes
Lost in your words
Forgive me my
Failing gratitude within
Forgive me my
Loud screams for what I
Already have

I love and feel loved
Yet I kill me within
For no freedom around
Is a cave without wings
I love and feel loved
Yet I kill you within
For no time left for us
We are drowned in this sea
Of my eternal self-pity
Of my eternal doubts.

So often tried
To forget
So often died in regret
Lost the count of times
You reached your hand
To lead me out of this
Abyss of the past.


Selfish screams
Within this pain
This pain forlorn
This pain in vain
This pain not mine

Burned on fires
Everywhere
Spread Sirens
Spread your wings and fly
Fly high above the horizon
And see
See bright
What’s there to be found

Big world
Big lie
Illusions surrounded
By water and dirt
Mud it is
I drown
Never I’ve felt so alone
Confused I turn around
Hoping to find you
Deep deep deep down around
There in my soul

Longing and sensing
Forgetting and rehearsing
It’s just the beginning
Of my very end
Bloody I spread
Love I felt
Hearts got broken
Healed eventually
Let me find you
Let me hide you
Let me keep you
Safe.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 28, 2009, 17:00:45
Lights in the corner
A joy fills my heart
Heard screams
And sneers
I can’t hide me now

Flying creatures
Demanding smiles and
Happy flattering
They know how to spread
This melancholic
Tenderness

Another year has passed
Another chance yet grasped
Soon lights fade out
And darkness surrounds
All our warming hearts
Don’t bleed
Don’t flee
Hold on to what you’ve seen
Felt and flattered
You spread your wings and flew
Loved, careful, full of tenderness
You kissed
My desperate tears away

Loving, caring, holding
Take my heart
Keep it safe
For it breaks so easily
Scarce and sacred
Answers are there to be found
Secrets here to be hidden
Find
Find soon my love
Forever till the end.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 28, 2009, 17:19:46
Hear the silence
Listen to the voice
That tells you which ways
There are to follow

Write it out in order
To forget the sorrows
And live the beauty
Of it all
Tears flow
And I don’t know why
My heart bleeds
For unknown reasons

Never alone
Yet always in loneliness
Like a bleeding rose
Red like the very first sunset
In our past
Past beyond past
Soul beyond soul

Foreverness
And coldness
Running towards dynamic walls
Rudeness and talent
Words are betrayals
Just as my feelings

Running
To never
Look back.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on September 28, 2009, 17:43:18
Longwaytogo your poems are very beauty and true!And I repeat-I still wait for your volume! ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 28, 2009, 17:53:29
:oops: thanks ... I've actually been thinking about binding them together...cause I fear that one day my computer will crash and I will lose many if it does...cause most I have handwritten but ...  ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: godgott on September 28, 2009, 17:57:24
As soon as possible do it! :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 30, 2009, 14:08:40
that's what i was writing yesterday during lesson while remembering Vienna and Kitty and Tilo and... everything^^ but then my teacher asked why am i not doing what i should, so the poem stayed without an ending... :roll:  anyway, i finished it today - during another lesson  :lol:




missing -
emptiness follows
and covers my heart...

i spread my arms to hug you
but what hugs me back
is this emtpy air i breathe...

i turn my head to look into your eyes
but all i see is your picture,
desperately hanging on my wall,
staring back at me...

i whisper i miss you
but all i hear
are fading echoes of my dream...

i know -
you cannot read my mind...
you cannot see me cry...
but you can feel it inside of your heart...


[some words for Kitty, some words for Tilo... ^^ ]
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Einsamkeit on September 30, 2009, 14:36:49
Kitty and Shadows, haven't read through all of your works since last time i read in here, but I just had to say that I really love your poems and you do such a great job :)

Generally, I just love reading this topic whenever I have time...so many talented writers gathered just in one forum, it's fantastic :D
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 30, 2009, 16:47:45
@Shadows: *hugs* don't be sad sweety ... I'm here ... Tilo's here... we're all here...even if we're far away  :) we walk on the same earth, breathe in the same air ... and have Lacrimosa to find each other there  ;) that's where I can truly hug you again ... without the emptiness  :) *hugs* I love you

@Einsamkeit: thanks Kat! glad you like them ^^... I love reading here too...cause somehow there are really really equal minded people in here and that gives strength right  ;) Kisses!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on September 30, 2009, 17:59:10
@Einsamkeit
thanks^^


@Kitty
mhm mhm, i know ;) remember what i told you yesterday? :P i'm getting so better^^ but i had to finish my poem somehow  :lol:
*hugs* yeap, Lacrimosa^^ i want time to go faster^^ when do we go for Lacri-family-meeting?  :P  *shining eyes*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on September 30, 2009, 20:52:14
You took my hand
For the first time
I felt loved
So long ago
Why
Do memories never fade

You held me
As the first one
Never had I sensed
What love was
Before

You touched me
Like nobody could ever do
I was sure
Back then
So young we were

This would last forever
But I’m dreaming my future
In the past
As my past
Became my future

Forgetting yet remembering
How cold I was to you
How
Lost you stood there
With this tears in your eyes
As I yelled
And screamed
I was hurt
So
Damn hurt

Our last goodbye
In tears and
Never again that warmth
You gave
Never again that shyness
Overcome
I lost what I lost
I found what I found

Walking hand in hand
Watching the sun go down
Welcoming the full moon
Sitting on the beach
Waving at the sea
Lost
I’ve lost

Killed your dreams
Killed your love
Killed your belief
In me
I loved you
The way I should have loved
A first love.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 01, 2009, 07:24:18
I sense so much
yet not enough
I kill my trust
each time
I can't hold on
to what I saw
I killed each memory
of you and me
I can't hold on
to what I know
deep down
silent memories
recovered from a dungeon
buried so long ago
I can't hold on to you
I can't stop loving you
can't stop
cry for you
then cry for
egoisme in my very heart
look where this leads us to
I can't hold on to us
have to let it go
go on and bury
what I have
once more
with the mammoths in the caves
always in my memories
always as my angel
my light and love
to know
love cannot die
don't forget!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 01, 2009, 21:01:40
In darkness
the moon shines bright
and I sense
so much

No stars around
just you and me
just us to see and
flee in a world
unknown to
so many

I love in a way
I never did before
I care as if every
second could be
the last

Lost in a light
spread
by its source
unknown
yet
known.


II.
In Moonlight
strong I feel
with every cloud
that vanishes in her
unknown power

No place to hide
no memories to forget
no sources to recover
your strong love
keeps me alive
unconditional
unforgettable

Magic describes
the restless feeling
whenever you're around
never knew
never know
you loved
like I love.


III.
Sensible twittering
do I see a light
in your eyes
do I recognise you
from before
do I hide to find
much more

Twittering flattering
I'm sorry that I
killed you
forgive not forget
blame me
as I am to blame

Forlorn wishes of the past
I do not care
yet care
I let go
to hold on.

IV.
Is it your love I sense
no power to resist
glances and
silence in my dreams

feeling strong then week
being cold
but warm
why can't I see
the true meaning
of us be

Lies captured in illusions
of what
my faith
no way to walk
there is no path brightened
anymore.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 01, 2009, 21:08:59
Growing

Screeches in silence
coming from worlds
far away
monkeys stay tuned
my heartbeat rises
when noticed
blood shed
last night

Tears coming out
just this notion of you
out of in balance
happy and shy
knowing not knowing
He shares His answers
everything
does have its time

Destiny regrettably
delayed my old answer
what do I search
no foundation strong enough
I'll know in the end
what purpose we all have

you lead me to my
understanding and
took me all I had
I cried so loud
and begged her
to return
showed me where I was
on track

I fear it all
I know what's wrong
sensed it deep inside
we belong
somehow
we belong
we found out and belong
we lost
lost
lost belonged
and care
hold me tight.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: reilinglina on October 02, 2009, 04:26:52
I hope it's alright to put my writings here...I dont write much execpt diary and essays....so please dont laugh if it's funny :oops:


Vodka


Flooding in my veins,
Boiling my blood,
Blushing my face-----
You’re flowing within me.


Inch to inch,
Feet to feet;
Beating heart,
Fastened breathe.
You keep me in your warmth
From the walls of solitude-----
As transparent is the most colorful color in the world!


An embrace for your embraces,
A kiss for your kisses.
My eyelids grows heavier,
And please-----Don’t let me wake up in the darkness!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 02, 2009, 07:08:12
@Lina: why on earth would it not be alright to post your writings here??!!! OF COURSE IT ISSSSSS!!!  ;) And I liked it by the way  :) something different then I'm used to read!!! THANK YOU!!! ... and you made me think of Nick Cave here "An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway I told the truth and I am not afraid to die" (the mercy seat is that case you're interested very good song!)

Not just cause the embrace for embrace...but I feel the same rhythm in your poem  ;)

You write essays?? About? (not curious no ... as always  :lol: )

*hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 03, 2009, 11:46:23
Moving over
Moving far
a backing up
for what I feel
can not longer hide
that I care

condemned and lost
I find a way
where all fits in
and cannot just
run away

fearing future
for death will be
eventually
what comes after
all those lost
memories?

sweet angels
show the way
yet cannot trust
the hand they
reach out to me

Fear to big
for losing
hides behind
ever wrong step
I
take.

II.
Woorden Stormen
geen weg te vinden
die verbrande emoties
beschrijft

Vuur brand fel
en ik kan niet langer
gaan waar lopen moeilijk was
kruipen in een diepte
waar jij me achterliet

Houden van
doet pijn
als je niet langer
bij me bent

Hoe vind je steun
als de wereld instort
als het plots
heel erg donker word
een grot
mount doom
toch gelukkig om wat is
and wat zal zijn
voor eeuwig
in mijn hart.

Translation:
Words storm
no way to find
which describes
these burned emotions

Fire burns heavily
and I cannot longer
go where running was hard
crawl into the depth
where you have left me
by myself

love hurts
when you're
not longer with me

How to find strenght
if your world colapses
if everything turns very black
all of a sudden
a cave
mount doom
yet happy
for what is
and what will be
forever
in my heart.

III.
Een blik gegrift
in een herinnering
heel even zweef ik
om verder te gaan
zonder jou

Bij elke glimlach
staat de tijd heel even stil
een straatje zonder einde
onvoorwaardelijk veel liefde
een vriendschap voor het leven
dichtbij
maar ook
veraf

vervloekte tijd
die verder reist
zonder woord
of voeling
van weleer
dan wel sterker
als voordien

Gekuste tranen
in mijn ziel
ik hield al van je
reeds gezien
Met grote snikken
laat ik los
om te vinden
waar
waarom
zo'n immens
heel erg groot
verdriet

Onbekend waarom
je me verliet
sterke voeling
leven zonder
maar ook met
onvoorwaardelijk veel liefde
en een poosje
zonder leven
maakt sterker
voor ons verder leven
met.

Translation:
A glance grifted
in a memory
I dwell upon for
just once second
to go along
without you

With every smile
time stood still very shortly
a dead end street
unconditional love
as a friendship for life
close by
as well
far away

cursed time
which travels further
without a word
or sense
from earlier
but stronger
than before

Kissed tears
in my soul
I loved you, all along
seen before
with large sobs
I let go
to find
where
why
this immense
very big
grief

Unknown why
you left
strong sensing
live without
but with as well
unconditional love
and to live a while
without
makes stronger
for our further living
with.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: reilinglina on October 03, 2009, 21:57:43
@Kitty

I like the way that you break down a sentance into lines!!:D it makes the emotion/feelings stand out^^ (and it's actually a nice techniques that used in modern chinese poem:D )

May I know which language you're writing with?? *the original part seems beautiful, but I cant figure out which language is it :(*


"An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth"..yeah, it's where I get the inspirations from^^ It seems to have its root in Holy Bible..(maybe in Exodus? not so sure..)

I write essays for school, and the topics are always around social science:D My fav one was about Gothic and Lolita suc-cultures, and I quoted Lacrimosa in it.. (Sorry Tilo for didnt ask your permission first!!/_\)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 03, 2009, 22:35:48
It is? I didn't know that  :D ... I think for as far as I wrote before I've always done that... I write in a certain rhythm, kadanz as they call it ... and that depends on my mood, and according to that I just split a sentence earlier or further away  :)  that's what I noticed anyway in my poems...

I wrote in my mother tongue  :) Dutch that is ... as I felt I couldn't get it out in English this time ... it's weird sometimes it comes in English, sometimes in German and sometimes in Dutch as if I have three personalities  :lol:

And yeah I do think that's from the bible ... I don't know much about the bible... but that's one of the things I remember... cause the answer to it was... if one hits you on the right cheek offer him your left one as well ... cause that's a thing I hold on to or try to anyway  ;)

Social science .. that's what you study? Sociology?? I've considered that  :D doing that myself when i switched after biomedical science... that's a nice and lovable topic indeed!  :)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: reilinglina on October 05, 2009, 07:14:16
I just read the similar writing style in the local literature magazines and from schools^^ Yeah-I agree that poem should be somethings depend on mood and descripe one's emotions!:D (so i dont like people who keep saying "you should use this or that techniques...:()

It's nice that you know 3 languages!!!:D Many people in Hong Kong (including me) could merely speak Cantonese and English, and understand some Mandarin...:(  We sometimes cant get out from Cantonese too-and then create "Chin-glish" :?

My major is Psychology now..and i wish it to be Sociology!!:( Psychology is nice and interesting, but personally I like attending sociology lessons:D

It's always nice (and good-grade-guarenteed) to write about what you like and familiar with in essays XD
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 05, 2009, 14:21:19
uhu I get irritated too when people claim I can't write the way I do...cause you see... I can  :) even if they don't like it...

Chin-glish I like that  :lol: I'd like to study Chinese one day and Swedish as well I think I'll first go for Swedish once I graduated... I'm just attracted by languages donno why...thing is I mostly come to a point in them where it seems like no way back, no way further and that's mostly where I give up on them pitty!! Cause you can go so far in studying languages...I realised now  :) today on the bus... found some knew courage for the year  :D

Yeah Sociology, donno, when I quit biomedical science I thought of either doing psychology or sociology, I got some course books then from a friend around june that was (as I quit biomedical before the end of the year) and from far I saw, no way that I'm gonna cram that in my head  :lol: so I gave up the entire idea of psychology and with that also sociology although it interests me and even have some books about it at home, you can always get something out books so...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 05, 2009, 15:24:42
Freezing hands
A heart warmth
By thoughts and dreams
I feel so lonely
Yet so full and complete

I look up
Be brave and hide
I look up
Shy eyes crossing yours
I keep away from solitude

Screams deep down
I cannot answer for
Too long has this
Gone lost

The green looks green
Yet it’s blue
So blue
These cold butterflies
Of the night
I dream away
With you

I look up
And brave I tell
Everything I ever thought
Everything
I ever held

Forgetting and remembering
This mystic world
Drowned
In tears of laughter
Happiness is what embraces
My heart
Joy
Is what fills my eyes

Knowing
It was not yet
Too late.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 05, 2009, 15:32:16
Be Careful
Look out
Be silent
Fade out

Autumn winter day
Rain keeps swirling
Around
No whispers
Of a setting sun
No feelings
To go down

Brown and yellow
Forgiving and forgetting
Holding close
Pushing far
Holding on to what we are

Forms and kibbling water
A river carries you
Far away
Falling leaves bump
Up and fly
Upon this strong wind
Of love

Tears hide deep
Laughter brings them up
No reason to fade in
What has already
Been fade out
Joyful memories
Carried on and on
Up there in the sky
Where eyes meet stars
And stars meet eyes
To never
Say goodbye.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 09, 2009, 16:43:18
Smiling faces
Happy screams and
Dances around the streets
Why can’t I be happy
Just for once
Not thinking about
Thinking

Why is it
That all you do or
Say
All you do is going your way
Interrupts and leaves
Its marks everywhere
In tears

Where is it
That I found that peace
And left it all the same
Screams so loud
That I run away
I cannot hold it
Cannot burry it deep down
Not again

Smiling faces
Screams of joy and laughter
Happiness all around
And my heart breaks
For I know
Something
Something isn’t right
Something
Something kills me
From the inside
Insight

Why is it
That all I feel and sense
Lost sense the moment
I let go
Where is it
That I lost
In illusions
Washed out my dreams
And biggest Desires
For you
You are real
And you
You can see
What is
And will not be.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 09, 2009, 17:05:36
Tear flood
Miserable longing
For some pieces of
Advice
No way to go
No way back
Stuck
On a memory
That tears apart
And rips my heart
Can’t hold on
Can’t let go

Grew, grow
Everything chances
I leave all behind
Go on
With this
In my mind
Love inevitable
Twisting and turning
Where is fate heading to
A light
That warms my heart
Where has belief gone to
My very soul
Hold on to what you know

I’ve come to care about
Lots more than
This
A lot more than
That I care
For caring
Love is an aim
To gain
Ever lasting time
Ever lasting feeling
To feel
Better for both
Better for not
To lose apart.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 09, 2009, 17:47:19
Leaves carried by the wind
Blown away
And spread the rumour
In doubt
And fears

Sweet showering feelings
I dream and dreamt
I feel and felt
Up there high
Deep far
Away yet here
In tears and smiles

Clouds sail towards
A storm laying down
Sunny sun shining through
The rainy days
Passed weeks

Flowering flowers
And a fir whispering words
No need to hide
What’s hidden
No need to flee
In fleeing

Hundred thousand kisses
Would still not be enough
A wondering hand to follow
Lead the way and guide
Me into
The light.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: -Sehnsucht- on October 10, 2009, 19:14:44
many great words in this topic!

i write many poems since many years .. but all in german .. and some of them are released in a book (the book is a project from me and a friend)^^ tilo have this book too

here is one

Ein Sommertag

Stumme Geister schweben an mir vorbei
Blutig die Hände von schmerzender Raserei

Deine Augen so hell wie dieser Sommertag
Die Sonne leuchtend wie ein golden Speer

Schmerzen martern mich in die Dunkelheit
Weiße Wände spiegeln meine Einsamkeit

Dein rotes Haar weht sanft im Wind
Die Ruhe hier wie ein schlafend Kind

Deine Brust lässt mich deinen Herzschlag spüren
Dein Lächeln will ich mit meinen Lippen berühren

Stählerne Qualen bohren sich in meine Augen
und beginnen mir das Licht zu rauben

Meine Arme umschlingen dich schützend
Kein Leid - nichts mehr verletzend

Wie ein Tier für den nächsten Versuch fixiert
Wie ein hilfloses Nichts blutend seziert

 (http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/14/l_3f680cb36a6c4e99832f5560f5b0e26d.jpg)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 11, 2009, 15:05:18
Feverish longing
A light breeze and
Snoozing lights
It’s so lovely
To wake up and see
Your eyes
Right in front of me

Hands sensing
your face
It’s shape
And softness of
Your sweet eyes
Telling me
Everything I need to know

A sunset of a dream
You are so real
Forgotten how it felt
Yet spread arms
Rise
And I know
we know

Smiles caressed
By soft charismatic
Words
I love you
Which is all I need
To survive

Losing a dream
Losing fate
In all I ever did and said
Finding back
In the strangest memories
I ever dreamed
Where was it
That we got on track
When was it
That I saw more
Than there is

Walking the line
Everything
You did
Everything you said
Developing growing
When dreams tell lies
I would not dream away
My fate
I would not die
With every single tear I let

Grimaces in the mirror
Every move I make
Feels like chained
In my heart
Like a chord
That got stroked
A tune that was hit
An invisible line
Crossing worlds and lives
Crossing me
Then you
Crossing us
Really soon
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 12, 2009, 14:20:16
all i know -
all my world is gone...
my love for life,
my hate for them -
i feel no more...
i sense you close
yet i know -
i'm empty...

my soul -
drowning in confusion...
was that real
or did we live in illusion?
my heart to heal
yet nothing's broken...
it kills me to know
i have to let go...
lost in my memories
searching way out.
don't know what will find,
no idea what's behind...
but yet i know -
i'm empty...

i spent all my life
in search for someone
to guide me through,
to show me the way...
my darkened road
brought me to you...
but still don't know
who found whom -
was it you finding me
or me finding you?

you are there -
bright angelic light
at the end of my path...
even though i found
my peace, myself, my home...
my way back into life -
i still don't know
why i feel so empty inside...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 12, 2009, 17:50:45
*hugs* just because  ;)




A glance into the mirror
Scared to find
Deep so deep
Why now
Why then

The first glance
in your eyes
ignorance won’t help
pain to suffer
stubborn in the end

with every step
a hand on my shoulder
a whisper in my ear
you guide my way
you brighten up my day

A cloud got scared
You looked it in the eyes to say
Goodbye forever
We lose on brightening
And forget this way
We were once one
We were once part of us
Nature
Keep on losing track
With ourselves
Being who we’re not
Dying as if
It is the end.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 12, 2009, 18:35:21
*hugs back*


i love your poem, hun^^
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 13, 2009, 21:50:34
Is it ever real
The things I feel
Is it ever true
My evening light

Lost so lost
I can’t find a way
To deal
With a pain
Deep
Yet happiness
Deep down
In my solitude of
Grief

Will I ever say
Goodnight
Will I ever say
Be brave
My guide
I love you

I cannot hold
A tear running down
Try to Stop
But turning back hurts
And going on alone
Is just impossible
Irresistible to die here
And now
Kill what’s left

Will I ever be brave
And cry out
Scream your name
And stand there
Where I left you
All alone

Letting go cause you ask
Setting free for
I’m blind to see
And missing you
Is the warmest hell
Encountered
Show me the way
For I die within
Leave me
Though hold me
Set me free
Though lock me in
For I run away
Yet again.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 13, 2009, 21:54:05
ow, Kitty *hugs*  :cry:  stop torturing yourself *hugs [see who's talking...  :cry: ] *BIIIIIIG HUG*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 14, 2009, 13:19:27
Sweet feelings
A sun shining on my
Empty body
So long I’ve been unaware
Of awareness
Deep and cold

Lost memories
Found back
They hurt
Though
Give me strength
It was you
It was me
It was she
Who made me bleed
Whenever I tend to forget
She stings
Like a bee
Here
In my heart

How can I go on
I exchanged
For another way
Another road to follow
As it lit up
Where all got dark
As I found peace
Where desperation found me   

Was it too late
Or too early
Was fate not fate
But temptation faded
And attraction blurred
For I lost myself
And I don’t want me back
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 14, 2009, 16:59:12
i see you there -
standing in pure light
of angelic sunrise
in the autumn dawn...

i hear you clear -
your silent whispers are reaching me,
gently flying around within the wind...

i feel you here -
dwelling in this killing darkness
of my empty soul...

but you are there -
so far away...
yet i sense you from afar,
healing cold depths of my heart...

you are with me on my way -
on my freefall
to the abyss of depressing cold...

screaming silence of the night
doesn't let me follow my mind...
everytime i hear your voice
i get shivers and i cry...

i'm lost and found,
i see clear but yet i'm blind...
i cry and yet i smile...

i feel you,
i hear you...
i sense you,
i love you...

and above all in the end -
i miss you like hell...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Ard Seethorn on October 15, 2009, 00:48:03
war ich einst froehlich
war ich einst lebensfroh
so ist die zeit vergangen
und trauer blieb zurrueck

Viele Jahre ists nun her
seit es ist zerbrochen
Tausend scherben sah ich
Doch fuehlte ich weit mehr

Mein Schicksal gab
in noch jungem Jahr
in reizende Haende gar
und sie lies es falln

Laut hallte es nicht
doch die stille zeriss
ein Teil von mir
das nun nicht mehr ist!

Die verbliebene Zeit
die meines Lebens
flog nur so dahin
Den das Schicksal gab ihr Halt

Nun lieg ich hier
fast kalt und star
mein Ende rueckt
gar stuendlich nah

Doch ich weiss bestimmt
am ende unsrer Wege
werden wir uns wiedersehn.
Wir treffen uns bestimmt!

Der Limes des Lebens
rueckt jedem naeher
jaehrlich
Taeglich
Stuendlich
Minuetlich
Sekuendlich
Kontinuierlich
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 15, 2009, 13:10:20
all these emotions are trying hard to get out these days... :roll:


i'm tired of this anguish
living in my chest...
feeding with my love,
taking all the best...
i just want to rest...
but it's getting stronger yet -
until the day i'm dead...

i cannot breathe,
i cannot feel...
i cannot scream,
i cannot dream...
all i have is living nightmare,
all i know - despair...

standing in the shadows,
getting hit by painfull arrows...
yearning in the twilight
tired of this useless fight...
acting like i'm happy
but living in the darkest hell...
crying out pure ice,
drowning in these lies...

all i want is to hide
my heart is full of unhealed scabs...
and all i need is to find
my way into the sky
and sleep among the shining stars...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 16, 2009, 14:36:33
closing winter carries crystal tears
and covers my heart with blanket of fears...
silently frozen deep inside
it chained me to the cold soil ground...

there's a door
and there's a light...
i have no key to unchain me,
to reach that door,
to set me free...

i hear the wind
calling me to follow -
but i cannot move,
i can't go on...

i'm standing alone
to face my deepest fears...

the darkest night i've ever seen
awakes again my broken memory...
crawling down the narrow path -
what remains is still pure dark...

afraid of my life
not knowing what follows -
no tomorrow?
eternity of sorrow?

there's a door
and there's a light,
but i have no key
nor strength to fight...

i hear the wind
calling me to follow...
begging me to fight these chains...
but i cannot move,
i can't go on...
it's too damn hard to let them go...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Fearless_soul on October 16, 2009, 14:41:30
The poem is awesome , Klodi ! I can imagine what this poem was inspired by : you sitting in the dark room at night and listening to Lacrimosa .... The words are touching , and I especially like these ones :


there's a door
and there's a light,
but i have no key
nor strength to fight...

Great ! I like the poem very much .
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 16, 2009, 14:45:24
myeah, i was sitting in my dark room, only the light of my cellphone was there, hearing Lacrimosa in my mp3 player [how did you know? :P] but wasn't really inspiration... was just how i felt at that very moment and i still feel kind of the same :(

and it's interesting you pick those lines, i like them the most, too :)

thank you *hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Fearless_soul on October 16, 2009, 14:49:12
Quote from: "Shadows-In-Twilight"
myeah, i was sitting in my dark room, only the light of my cellphone was there, hearing Lacrimosa in my mp3 player [how did you know? :P] but wasn't really inspiration... was just how i felt at that very moment and i still feel kind of the same :(

and it's interesting you pick those lines, i like them the most, too :)

thank you *hugs*


Dobrodosla , Klodi ! You're welcome :) *hugs*  
I just knew it , because I wrote my own poems in the same way ^^ And then my friend who read them told me : are you listening to music in the night and writing poems ? And I was surprised too ^^ But that's actually the best way to write if you don't like to go to sleep early ;)
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 16, 2009, 16:42:06
I love your poem sweety! very nice! well-openly written  :) *hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 16, 2009, 16:59:00
Quote from: "Longwaytogo"
I love your poem sweety! very nice! well-openly written  :) *hugs*


ow, thank you *hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 17, 2009, 16:48:20
Dwelling on a dreamy side
Following the birds
To the far east
In thoughts lost
Where you are
I am

Remembering and seeing
Knowing I can trust you
I trust you
Like I never trusted before
Leaving my pride aside
And following my heart

Feeling things that feel
So warm
Dreaming far away
What’s close
So close here
In my soul

Naive
Perhaps
Call me doubtful and insane
Rather being crazy and love
Than dying alone
In a hell of mount doom
For you fight
What can’t be fought
You cannot win the battle
Against passion and devotion
Not against fate and construction
Not even if that may lead
To destruction

Forlorn and in vain
Perhaps
Lost in a world of your soul
Forgetting myself
And surrounding
Perhaps losing the thoughts
I once had
Feeling what I feel now
I trust you
Like I never trusted ever before

Give me your hand
Lead me the way
Feel me like before
Search me unknown
known soul
For I’m waiting
And I know
I trust
Not
In vain.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 17, 2009, 17:05:40
A rainbow in the sky
Rain poring down
Thunderstorms backing up
With the sounds of my soul
I feel and fear
Yet I hear comforting words
Gone along
With the wind that blows
Me to you

Watching up
Watching over
I can’t get lose
I can’t get broken
Not anymore
Tears run down
But not in pain
I love and I sense it
In every vain
I trust and I kill myself
For every blame

I can’t pretend any more
I can’t go mad any more
I can’t believe in not believing
Standing to what we are
Standing to what I care
Forgive and forget
Believe my regret

Silent voices
Silent words
In love and faith
Backing up with the past
Like I back up with my future
I kill my dreams
Hold on to my beliefs
Get stuck to my emotions
Like the rainbow in the sky
Can’t get rid
Of the tears on my face

So gentle you wipe them away
One more time
So true and honest
I felt and feel you
I screamed did you hear
Violet I said
Violet instead
I miss You!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 17, 2009, 17:15:14
lovely poem, hun^^ *hugs*
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 18, 2009, 14:35:55
Don’t doubt
Don’t run
Turn back and
Embrace our future
Forgive the past
Leave it for
No change
All remains the same

Look into my eyes
See the brightness
You gave to me
See me as I am
Forlorn in a world
Unknown to me
In vain yet
Perfectly fine
Cause I love
Endlessly
I love

Take my hands
We dance away
The pain and fear
Let go of what was
And turn back to
What is
Forgive let go
Forgive
Be blue
I feel coldness
Here
My heart turns a stone
Warmth I feel
But none can reach
Deep down
Feel bleached
And pale
I can’t hold on to
What I don’t know
Yet I do
For you are all I know
Truly know
Deep here
Down place
Give back
Reach out
I give back
I love
Don’t forget

Soft caresses
Loving words blown away
Fear fades them out
The fires that burned
Scarce and die
But I love you
Endlessly
And forever.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 19, 2009, 15:50:24
Life goes on
with without you
another step
to ultimate togetherness

I lost so much
but every tear
I've ever let
reached unreachable
conquered wisdom
locked in
locked out

Life goes on
each its way
as one soul
bound through love
for eternity

forgettable
unforgettable
I close a door
though won't lock it
cause finals
don't exists
but in reason
forlorn
in vain

Life goes on
together forever
a lost soul
in love lost bound

I killed you
within these dreams
but saved you
with the power of
memories ever lasting
in my heart
which begs you
to return

Life goes on
unimaginable
though true
as no other word
could possibly ever be

To go our way
in pain and laughter
to feel we are
wherever whenever
however bound in eternity
my friend and brother
my sister and lover
my soul for yours
in love.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 20, 2009, 19:13:48
glances shared
searching the bottom
of my soul
why is that it
hurts so much?

Desperate feelings
suppressed by the strength
of our togetherness
one moment I smile
yet the next I cry
for don't know when
don't know where
not even if
and how
this all will end

Found a way
but afraid to go
will you follow?
or stay behind
do I leave you when I say
goodbye
do I hurt you when I say
I love you

Scared to break
and sorrow a heart
of gold
so bold
fear to spea
the words that burn
my soul

afraid of finding
and leading the wrong
path
for you
are not alone

Does it fear you
if I say I care
does it push you away
when I hold on
why can't we speak
like we did before
why do I feel it sorrows
every thought and sense
I lay on you
this all will end somehow

Turned back to stay
forgot my dejections
but they head back
to me
soul destruction
I can't hold on
thus
I let go
and set you free
dear memory.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 21, 2009, 20:42:42
Sunrise
another day has come
to show me
hard reality
now is the time to
really go away

Running far
and away of
who I really am
going abroad and
lock you in once more
for you have no place
here in this life

Hoping for an afterlife
where I can finally
breathe
where I can finally
sleep
hoping for a hand
that honestly reaches out
to get me out forever

What's use of love
if it kills you within
all these emotions
insane I move away
can't do this anymore
I realise
now is the time to
really go away

Sunset
another day passed
and I rush into your arms
just once more
just a little longer
than before

crawling for
I know this is a dream
which really shows the way
feel your warm hands
on my freezing face
see your mouth form words
to comfort me

Hoping for everlasting
that I can stay there
live
within this dream world life
my second dimension
full illusions yet
full of love lost love cared
for you to hold me forever
close

What's use of dreaming
if it breaks
all realities down
when you leave behind your soul
and realise
I hold you
just once more
just a little longer
than before.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 21, 2009, 20:51:10
Writing and
knowing it's no use
no meaning comes
within these phrases
I've already written them down
so many times

For so long I believed
it could work out
somehow
sometime
yet fear rises
again and again
and kills my hopes

why is it that none
is what it seems
that all is hard
and bitter reality
when it could be
so simple

Losing myself in
structure and order
becoming a robot
and lose my emancipation
development of no use
when in the end
I reached nothing with this all

Orders and commands
I'm so tired of obeying
what's use of life
if it all must
and nothing really may
so long I fought
to finally understand
I'll never have a place
on earth

Forgetting who we really are
forlorn we all say yes
yet in the end
it's no use
there's no aim
for me
being here.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 21, 2009, 21:00:04
not getting it out
it settles deep
and hides
within this grief
far more inside

promises made
they will not be broken
yet denial would be wrong
so wrong
for humans yearn
if not now then
when not expected

lost words we spoke
holding on to small
identities
no certainty can
break this burning hell
that grows
with every step
ahead
or
back

not a feeling
nor the softness of
your calming voice
could make this storm
lay down
or breathe
just
breathe
this are outin

Never have I lost more
Never have I gained more
within

not letting it out
torturing by disbelief
when faith lays right in front
but sweet bitterness of
solitude
it is so easy
yet
so hard

somehow caressing
my own tears
love hurt
for there's no true meaning
of love
precious love
tell me why
do we search and find
if we go
and
let it all fall down
in the end?
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Shadows-In-Twilight on October 22, 2009, 14:52:09
black mystery lingers within the night...
i'm holding my breath
and lying awake...
i'm staring through my broken window -
all silent,
far away into the distance of velvet sky...

no moon...
no stars...
no angel's eyes...
only deep, scary clouds...

killing harvest in my frozen heart
tore my life apart
and took it down -
deep into the graveyard of my soul...

but this hidden wolf inside of me
wants to live,
forever howl,
run out free...

how can i just let it be
when i'm the one who cannot breathe?
what can i do
when i'm the one who cannot break through?

walls that dwell around me
are way too high
to climb the over...
way too harsh
to touch and push them away...
way too strong
to make them fall...
so high - they reach the clouds...
i cannot rise and fly...

there's no freedom in this sky...
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 22, 2009, 17:16:42
Last

Have I ever told you
the true meaning of us
here us we
how long it took for me
to understand, comprehend
what it was
you made me see

Have I ever showed you
my soul within its depth
and nudity
how it longs for your caresses
your love devotion and purity
what it was
you made me care for

Have I ever hugged you
in pure light of love
we see lost
how it was for us to
breathe this air together
what it is
bounds in eternity

Have I ever kissed you goodbye
lost in salvation
there within universal
how it felt for me
to let you go and see
what it was;
you made me love you.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 22, 2009, 17:19:14
soft noises
I follow the footsteps
in a twilight dimension
count the days without
to look forward
to the day
they're back

silent noises
not understandable
what images want to say
it's been a while
since I last saw you
it's been a while
since our last kiss

begging eyes I see
irresistible to answer
but I can't
I can't
for with is equal
to standing still
even if without
hurts my soul
everyday
a bit more

what am I more
what am I less
memories kill my peace
perhaps it were better
if we never met
perhaps it were better
if I never loved

struggling with thoughts
emotions rise
and tears are inevitable
it seems like yesterday
yet it feels like eternity.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 23, 2009, 13:59:11
Embrace
Caress
Future lays ahead
Bright sky and truth
In your eyes
Forlorn, forgiving
Go on
But turn back

Leaves fall down
Tick tack
And I can’t hold it back
Breaking hearts
In a passed life
I hear the snapping tunes
Of a soul that goes lost
I fear the hope
That you put in me
Fear the future
As much as the past

Trust lays in it
I can feel the distance
As I can feel the closeness
Feeling causes confusion
Is it right the way it is
Should I remain in a lie
And illusionate myself
Just a little longer
Or
Go on with what I had
Let go of what I could have
Forgive myself
For letting you down

The moon turns black
This month starts over
There’s no more belief
As much as there is belief
There’s fate and hope
Which I fear so much
There’s wisdom in every word
We speak
But so hard
To grasp.
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 26, 2009, 17:56:47
Waking up out of the dream
It hurts every time
When I look back
Fearing that everything collapses
If I even dare to let go
of your hand and just
Take the fall

Looking up my eyes cross yours
And tell you more than
You should know
Fear that you might feel sorrow
Drives me mad
Not able to heal the pain
Whenever wherever

Stepping in reality
How do I relate this all
How do I cure my broken heart
How do I send you love
When I lost it all
I killed it all
Murder she said
Murder in a clear bright moon

What words are there left
For us to share
What feeling is there more
To feel
If this all
Was just a dream

Fighting this battle against
Unknown fears
Conquering these demons
Since birth
Have we not suffered enough
Have we not prayed enough
All those wishes we made through
What if there never is an end
The circle goes on and on
Stuck in the middle with words
Which are not heard
Stuck in a dead end street
Without a light to take your hand

And if then what does it change
And if then where would it lead me to
Even if
Why would this searching end
Will it ever end
Where we got lost

Break the chain
Lose myself in thoughts
hoping this all will end soon
walking away from all I found
walking back to all this sorrow
where was it that I found you
when was it that I said the first words
in my mind
and got lost in all you evoked in me
begged to stop
all the love that you shared with me

Forget don’t forget
Fight to heal but beg to live
Respecting all your wishes and commands
Tell me, tell me please when it’s over
Hold me close, please hold me close
‘Cause it hurts so much!
Title: How About Poetry???
Post by: Kitty on October 28, 2009, 09:39:25
Fear and losing
This time I’m lost
Within a world unknown to me
Paranoid
And scared
I search the door out
But every turn I take
Leads me to a maze of
Unknown creatures in the dark

Why is it that you took the lead
To then leave me
In nothingness and
love
Feels so strong
But what’s the use of it
If it kills me
If it breaks me
And creates a guilt
So strong that I die

Illusions and dreams
I’m lost within them
No turn can make this up
No recognition can change my fate
No true words can lead the way
For I’m lost
Once more in a cave of hope
Where no hopes settles
Unreachable reachable
Yet this was unique
A one lifetime event
Grateful for what was
Yet fearful for what will be
Within the next
Century

Will I ever see its true meaning
Will I ever be able to let go
What if
It’s no use to doubt
No reason to feel betrayed
Yet a heart feels more
Than what my mind can think
So many souls
So many thoughts
What would make you search
For mine

Will you be there<